Petals of Gold

Autumn, a brightness that you see and you cannot help but be filled.

Fall.      Autumn.

           Too lovely. Too breathtaking.

Yellow.        Saffron.          My favorite.

And when the wind blows, and the sun shines behind the golden flesh, such illumination. Bleeding gold. Blending into a painted masterpiece,

          Like silk chiffon.

It releases miniscule droplets.

Swirling gold.

                          Will never stop.

It would be the climax of my life. Oh...to die in the middle. The center of fabric and paint.

             Amongst petals of gold.

                   -7211

Reviews

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wow-this is a superb expressionistic piece of impressionistic poetry-God-Gorgeous (:

[Linear]

Your discription of Autumns Fall is both beautiful and gentle.
A vista of colour, saturated with marvelous textures, a perfect picture painted

[Raccoony]

Autumn is definitely one of my favorite seasons and you described it beautifully! ^_^ The Autumn you described sounds rich... I'm greedy for MORE!