Flawless complexion

Makes

Up

To be forgotten

What is still nook-shotten—

Via

Views

That remain away

From each comely cay. ; )

Be aware where wolves may

Enjoy frolic of play,

Rightly, re turnskin’s day—

As kin turn kinder way

To uplift as beasts say:

“Carry haired fairy’s ray.” ; )

Pigeons per pavement place proceed pleasantly pinking—perchance, progressing papillae’s primordium per park’s peckish persona. ; )

Then, there is the parascience of psychological dendrology, which argues, amongst other points, that leaves do not depart their branches due to chlorophyll’s creation cessation, but, rather, they fall—like tears—for reasons connected to emotional release. ; )

Seclusion mines connections even as it minds comfort—

Leaving apartment tasks as little more than some tut-work

And guiding glows a diminished version of Sun’s support—

When the soul desperately needs live, open, tuned rapport. ; )