Lets Float away to another time. Sail away on a sturdy raft made of auburn leaves and tree bark.
Lets spend hours just floating.
Humming foreign folk songs and telling fairy tales.
We will end up far away from here. The winter flakes won’t find our eyelashes. The bitter frost wont touch our lips and make them dry and cracked and separate.
Lets stay in autumn forever.
in a globe of constant falling leaves.
in a world whirling with what might become of us
in a time old and on the sea.
Fringe is my new muse. I am in love love with it. Lets fringe everything, lay it down and just shred it.