[ .caught.on,to.the.fall. ]
and in love, we fall, with serene surrendering, to seasons lost and conquered, contemplating all the little details, flowing in slow motion, as we catch our breath, we cup so close to breathe, autumn not far off, the leaves, all but ready,
to fall at your waiting touch.
© Bryan McLean June 25, 2010
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and in love, we fall, with serene surrendering, to seasons lost and conquered, contemplating all the little details, flowing in slow motion, as we catch our breath, we cup so close to breathe, autumn not far off, the leaves, all but ready,
to fall at your waiting touch.
© Bryan McLean June 25, 2010
092/100:2
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