petals fresh from bouquets,
on my hands, I opened
on my hands, I opened
the door to the house of September
shadows in corners whispered my name,
a hushed fellowship, gathered, to look
upstairs.
a hushed fellowship, gathered, to look
upstairs.
candle light flickering, the house had caught,
something new, something different, and he
something new, something different, and he
nested, fumbled, into the eyes of the house of September,
amber smoke smoldering, unfurling,
amber smoke smoldering, unfurling,
into
shadows in corners, whispering his name,
I, with petals stained on my hands,
hesitated, at the door,
I, with petals stained on my hands,
hesitated, at the door,
whispering his name, shadows gathering-
changed.
changed.
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