kabalintunaan  asked:

poetry prompt: paradox

autumn breathes in & your
smile softens. your love
is a paradox of rustling leaves,
every dew-damp patch of
earth under shivering oak. i
have fallen into the ripple
of your shadow over &
over. i have lain in the light
you bring. the air hangs
heavy like water and you,
the dew on the grass, the
dying leaves, you take
my hand.