Autumnal Foliage

A Sun-kissed mileage

of unspent holiness,

a timeless,

enchanting embrace.

They are compelled to sway,

to stay,

until death

or destruction.

To stay,

rooted in place,

in play,

this way they discover

uniqueness and universality.

They connect and lay,

languished in the bliss

that we feel racing,

pacing over us.

An orgasmic rush,

a floating heat of the senses.

Flooded schematic charisma,

a jig-saw

sorting these doubts undue,

for leaves of new

keep proving this truth

each cyclical season.

and you pass perfect examples

of imperfection and grace,

steady along the one-lane highway,

which leads us the long way

the first way we went wrong,

and how we carried on

caught up in the beautiful blends of colors

of the dying leaves.