11.13.06
did i notice before?
The tree too, that tried to grip me as I held on to you, its leaves are carpeting the ground with warm rust. So much less frightening it seems now, disrobed like it is.
I am waiting for the gingko trees. Their supple leaves have turned bright yellow and started to fall, but I am waiting to be greeted in the morning by their bare arms and by the soft murmur of their leaves underneath me.
Then it will be time.
shi-ou-sama at