Oh Marc, Please, Let Me Fly With My Lv

Oh Marc, Please, Let Me Fly With My Lv
Comets have tails
White – hot and sharp
Silver gets warm.
Kindling lights on a bow
Spirals of rays
Swallow the gloom
Colours in falls
Rush to soak through the dreary woods
Move on now
Without weight, flapping sheet, taking shape
Inflated by wind
Swim between, mermaid fins, keep ready
This season will leave
And gardens will change their look
Endless times
And people will change their mood
All at once
All at once