A leaf fell from the trees
Lonely a road cold Leave the critics to their retorts This is no scripture No ancient Latin definition It"s a story of how they met For the rest of you this is where it begins She sits with an apple Entices the serpent The boy will follow Biting into her neck She eats the freshly picked fruit It"s crisp, juicy and grown with care. It"s a firework that burns with serpentine motion We will ignite the sky with reports Dazzle it"s story upon the trailing sky Confelli will drop floating to the ground beneath us Only if...... . http://bit.ly/2FleLYw