Fables Of A Forlorn Forever #1

The fog
Of the moon
Echoed through
My hollow being.
Once broken
I flailed.
I wandered.
I vanished.

Your touch sewed
Me together like
The chorus of
Autumn leaves
Filling the air.
My withering body,
Withers no more.
For, I have
Reached everywhere
And nowhere.

I am home.