Coco

Take me on a drive. 

I'll roll the window down, 

stick out my hand, 

let it 

soar through the air, 

fly on the speed, 

fly on the wind. 

The first leaf

is let away

from the motherly grasp

of its tree's branches.

It twirls down

the veins and the webbed leaf between them

fighting

gravity

making it spin

dip

The stars begin to realign,

Opening new doors,

As summer starts to resign.

With whispers of love anew,

Fall changes what we once knew.

Bringing us a new gentleness.

One made out of love,