As The Petals Fall

As the petals fall shimmer like ghosts in and around a belfry arch with the last of the light I to will say goodnight. Through the wild woods, we roved. I will run like a thief, without a choice- listening to a memory memories sound of her voice. I'll run like a ghost wishing to be back. As the petals fall shimmer like ghosts in and around a belfry arch with the last of the light I to will say goodnight. I'll run with the brake tide- stinking of green absinthe I will flap like a bat and I will-elide myself into omitting, I loved you best. As the petals fall shimmer like ghosts in and around a belfry arch with the last of the light I too will say to you goodnight.