floating along as we came upon to a corridor of trees a covered ceiling reading as we weaved through a tapestries of leaves which thinned off to the ground and uncovering feelings as the veins of fall crumpled in the hall the sun was streaming in and warmed our skin breathing rings of breath dissipating as you left spoke of angles in the snow as you grinned and I'm in and we're in remarking on the day everything was wooden gray in a windless calm leaving smiles as you took my hand, I tried to understand that time would rob us blind after a while carving vows into trunks giggling as we sunk into the floor of the woods following behind emerging from the divine couldn't say goodbye you understood and I like to press moments, moments into books like a flower and look sometimes hold it then and there so when I get scared hold it in my hand remind me and baby when you're gone I hope you will