PILE OF IMAGINATION

Imagining you
On the pile of dry autumn leaves
Imagining us
Crushing them to death
And they find it tough to breathe
‘Cause when we transfer the weight
Of your naked-selves
On each other
We become heavier on gravity.
I know leaves don’t breathe
But what if they do
I’m just saying,
The friction between us
Can consequence a spark
We talk curiously
On being the cause of
Possible forest fire
But who cares
When we are
Burning already
At least in our thoughts
And the world can sleep in peace
The forest won’t burn
On imagination.

Photo Credit: artifexa.deviantart.com

Autumn_Leaves_by_artifexa

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  1. Ahhh – igniting the pilot light – love this;)

  2. I love autumn and the memories it brings. This was nostalgic.

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