petals of moss peaked out 

between the cracks of the cobblestoned path

their coup d'œil of the world a sky of dancing foliage 

and splotches of pastel blue between the leaves

none of them knew of the jeopardies the universe hid in its folds

none of them knew

the girl's lithe figure seemed to glide down the road

her hair a raven feather headdress with an olive oil gleam

billowing like willow threads into the wind

along the wind, along the wind

her eyes were the reflection of the stars 

on the ink blue surface of a glass lake at night

in them written poetry that defined the universe 

that she didn't even understand

eyes that inscribed the world

down the spiraling path she went

trudging deeper and deeper

into the autumn painted park

wallflowers clung to

the widening cracks of a wall

whispering the secrets of history

the roses on the sidewalk

climbing up the peeling lamp posts

nodded solemnly as she past

the secrets of time and the tragedies of the past

hidden in the folds of their velvet petals

spiraling into the center like a staircase

leading into oblivion

for no one knows what the center of a rose holds

chinese lantern plants shown like fiery spheres

illuminated by the cloudy sky

a sanctuary in the midst of dullness

japanese anemones smiled shyly

as the ends of her scarf swished past

a coral shaded blush dabbed around its honey colored center

chrysanthemums curtsied

as they listened to the sound of her departing footsteps

their extravagant ballgowns of yellows and pinks

swaying in the wind

the flowers of autumn acknowledged her like a queen

for flowers all know

a beautiful soul

when they see broken boys and girls

with graveyard eyes

dull like late october skies

emeralds covered in grime

on the ethereal road

through the garden

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n'oublie pas de vivre

take time and enjoy yourself ;)

the bolded- italicized message doesn't relate to the poem, it relates to you ♥