March 17, 2010

I want to stomp through leaves again, to make tracks in the colours fallen from deciduous branches.
I want to run as fast as my legs can carry me, until the leaves create a whirlwind around me and follow the torpedo of my body.
I want to turn in dizzying circles, faster and faster, until the autumn leaves are falling like raindrops upon me.
I want to fall back into the layers of colour, to be covered in the clothes of the bare trees above me...