Autumn Rush
Description
“You are a poem I wish to read, yet haven't written.
He is a poem, a postcard I receive two weeks after he left the city it came from. He is so much more complex. I try to decipher him, read him in different languages; I find myself lost in his maze, his puzzle. Am I just a piece of his art?
Foreword
this idea was inspired by @blankpoems
What I write is simply a figment of my imagination, if found similar with any other storyline, it is coincidental.
neonliqhts original storyline. ©
poster&bg thanks to lairappie at lackadaisical designs
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