Esoteric Hours

Glistening in the esoteric hours of gloaming, the leaves

Tumble down, crumbling like French pastries devitalized

I spin through them in dizzy orbits searching for my sun

Dewy opals slumber upon the ruby mushroom caps and

Awaken shaken off by an alabaster foot, I don the milky

Moon tears, pallid against the cinnamon sugar twists of

Hair flowing across the landscape of my back, you come

Through the distance murdering the enchantment of silken

Silence, I feel robbed, woebegone, bereaved.

Reviews

[Robin]

Poetic elegance~

[A.A.Romanczuk]

Thank you :)