The trees breath frozen sceanes, into our eyes where they dream alive, to reflect the beauty this world's comprised
Trips run wild, feathers and smiles, a listless cable car stings the child.
Granted wrecks wreckage, a leafs true damage, listen full eared, can you hear it pull near?
Just empty sorid silk sad, storied, heavy lidded, films quick to conquer, slick to saunter.
Empty picking, slim fitting, short change living
Hear your eyes roll, see your ears pulled, eat your laughter, and feel the taste fold.
Suit Yourself.