autumn breaths of sweet fog
brown leaves deceptively framing our misery
worn-out cardigans and forgotten kisses engraved on coffee caps
Dirt collecting on my shoes
Fizzy strands of blond hair
Paper thin skin covered in layers of doubt
yet forced smiles with crooked teeth and lifeless eyes
Never have I envied a living creature
Never have I craved anything swallow nor admiring
But as I look at the yellow and scarlet and brown and maroon trees I wish to become a root
and bury myself into a lifetime of immortality
do you wish to stay with me, mud covering your eyes and mouth, shortening your breath?
we might as well lay together and be tightened around this grip for ages to come
Tell me, will you stay?
To live and grow around you
To wither and die in your arms