Falling Leaves

hearts beating through the night calm, soft dusk and firelight all these falling leaves, golden time it is the canicula who carries in her belly the most precious gold she is the vessel which must be broken the chameleon from chaos wherein all secret

Armies of butterflies Whirling around my head Senses I relied on just don't obey It looks like paradise is near Enjoy the moment and it will be here Once I felt like this I never thought that it could happen That minds and thoughts would change this