Saturday, April 7, 2012

Playlist, Chapter: 1

As I walk with Emilie autumn winds whistle through the neon trees; a haunting chorus to the gaslight anthem played by the antique streetlights; their tiny flames flicker. The shadows cast by entangled branches dance and writhe across the ground; like clashing armies of monsters and men. And I flashback; we're watching a different flame as August burns red on the horizon with the fire of summer; the memory seems like yesterday yet here we are on the doorstep of winter. The crisp clear air reveals a starry sky so close you feel your soul could ply the heavens with angels and airwaves; so high you're only 30 seconds from Mars. While back on earth we walk among the forest. Frost covered trees glisten like tin soldiers with their shiny toy guns...

No comments:

Post a Comment