by BlueCynder » Wed Aug 11, 2010 1:11 pm
Right now it's ten past two in the morning here and i couldnt sleep so i sneaked downstairs to go on the computer and now im going to sleep, goodbye >.< Yeah, this picture is rubbish and nothing.
Evening walks among the orchard,
She greets the dancing dusk,
A spirit of the air;
A lady, if you must,
Her dress a robe of twilight,
Her eyes awash with sun.
She places gems of water,
Along the grass, among
The apples fallen, withered
By her master, Autumn Sire,
Coloured in the lilac glow
Of Winter’s sharp satire.