The autumn gently drips its sunset
the sound is slightly changed
the light is sweeter, caressing even
all sharp things are getting smoother
a smell is haunting me, or just a memory
or just a vague craving for the snow...
or all are fears tattooed on my heart
where the blizzards left their mark
or even better
under my skin I found the snow man
the one and only surviver of melancholy
this fall
The autumn slightly changed my light
the silence will fill the birds' wings
soon I will hear the falling leaves
soon I will melt in the snow man within
this fall