keskiviikko 23. lokakuuta 2013

20131023 - minuscule stories on autumn wind

Story 1
Sun shines brightly and autumn wind shakes the red and yellow colours. He takes her hand and presses his lips on her forehead. They stop for a moment to look at each other. Then they continue their way, both smiling and shining (love).

Story 2
She stands at the door, leaning, and closes her eyes to feel autumn wind on her skin. With a sigh she opens her eyes to turn her back to her (un)happiness.


Goodbye, she whispers.
(don't go)


Story 3
He turns around, casually, and glances at the door just in time to see an adventure (fading) by the autumn wind.

Story 4
Autumn wind had coloured the sky grey,
and then (drop) it rained.
Poems about love are ridiculous but they're often the only ones I can write