Whispered, at the Entrance

Penciled, on the dawnyour words come forth whispered.. at the Entranceglint of sun, caressesjewel… to fingertip.The cost, of living silentis shared.. in an eclect circlecedar roots, your heart lies buriedfor a century the toll… of silent mouths.Time hears vows and all confessionsthrust, between the seasonsyou're reaching for the clarity.. you lacktil Autumn, hands you back