driven

she set the sun down and invited in the cool autumn

sweet the sound of rustling leaves learning flight

clumsy but driven

Alas

calm

enter the new November

on a pauper's prize winning stallion

whimsical in trot

under a flowing oily shadowed smock

her cheeks arched in grin

lily-white soft

cotton

and within each of her whispers I stole a skipping heartbeat

etched into her gaze were stars

glimmering high above

in an echo carried by the melody of a breeze

dawn soon approaches

balancing purples and pinks

all the while

I am certain with the fact I never want to be alone again

I want my last breath to be given to her

Reviews

[VelvetRosetta]

You have a way with words, A true talent my friend, I commend your work.
Love this, but my fav, part was...the last line. Deeply romantic,.