a poem by Purushothama Rao R

When fall colours
drops down to the ice cream cups

When kids like butterflies in breezes
drill on ground like fallen leaves

The tarmac of AUTUMN is felt and experienced
enlarging the space of life to togetherness
and licking to taste the spice of love
you can be an embodiment of divine themes

Then capture those pictures in pixels digital
making the album of love life natural