Autumn Dance
By thespin
You stand.Hair blown by the wind.Confetti leafs cover you.The trees are dressed in rainbow gowns.You are lost in its canvas,Golden hues.Rusty reds.Burnt orange.Pine greens.Oak browns.Whirling.Whirling.Around and around.A cyclone spiraling.Spiraling across my heart.Brushing me with Autumn's Dance.Just wrote this piece for a class I have on Thursdays. It was a picture I had in mind. I really don't know if I said what I wanted to say or could there have been more to say. Let me know what you think. Written November 1st, 2001 © on Nov 01 2001 01:26 AM PST 0 • 8
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"You stand.Hair blown by the wind.Confetti leafs cover you.The trees are dressed in rainbow gowns.You are lost in its canvas,Golden hues.Rusty reds.Burnt orange.Pine greens.Oak browns.Whirling.Whirling.Around and around.A cyclone spiraling.Spiraling across my heart.Brushing me with Autumn's Dance.Just wrote this piece for a class I have on Thursdays. It was a picture I had in mind. I really don't know if I said what I wanted to say or could there have been more to say. Let me know what you think...."