Fall apologies

She stood
By the floral fountain
Serenading the air
With lust for life
In the golden land she chose
To drink the passions
And feast with the distant brothers

Soft cool mist
Jeweled in her blonde hair
Camouflaged
From estranged footprints
Lending sparkle
To her wandering eyes
amazed
at the indifferent man
staring at her
from behind the tints
on lavish windows and polarized faces
she walked through
the quivering shadows
of unknown alleys
hesitant to welcome him
sifting cold glances
for a soft whiff of warm breath
searching for a faint sliver
in hushed lips
a muted sigh
lending freedom to a tender embrace

her ears stayed silver
waiting for the easy rhythm of tides
her heart stayed scarlet
whispering to him a cold lullaby

my presence is its own apology!