spirits

The air is heavy tonight Crickets breathe and dismiss the trees Holding desperate to colored leaves The equinox ingored, put off, wait Sounds of yesterday That album of sonic satisfaction The one you waited for in delicious anticipation By them. Him. Her. You didn't listen. Too wrapped in enrapture,So long ago It's a spooky thing to investigate it now Years later And consider how it had a chance to soundtrack the circumstance  It never did. Haunted house Listen now Those minutes when nothing else had a chance Skin burns and electric eyes Sunsets across that never ending sky of enlightenment When solar power gave in to it  Grey pink surrounded air When stars suddenly made presence Shooting Magic Mystic spirits won't let go Reminders and finders Of extended times lost