O.O...
Wow...That...Wow.
It's been a really long time since I've felt that feeling because of a poem. It was especially the 3rd stanza, with the "...kiss my yellowed eyelids//as they flutter, indecisive//like your hands as they//move half a brushstroke (move me);//careful placement of colour."
Been feeling kinda bottled up lately. Thank you for writing this poem. ^-^ Haha, and thanks for making me review this summer; otherwise, I would've never read this. XD
Love
~ Kit ~

Autumn...but...its spring! And we write about...Autumn! what's wrong with us? lol cheers to another great poem! ::raises imaginary glass:: and to those who don't care what season it really is ^~
~Green Yoshi~

Your work never ceases to amaze me ^^
-Cindy Moon *)