[14] - monday's child.

「 when summer bids farewell. 」

safe and sound, ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ ꜱᴡɪꜰᴛ​, 00.43

under the same sky as yesterday night,

the windy evening kisses my skin.

a shower of rain drives me back inside,

uncertain when the nimbus will thin.

see how the leaves ripple like waves,

slowly, deliberately, with grace and ease.

for once, the sunset is void of flame,

stolen away by the storm drunk breeze.