With a tease

It is with ease that the same reality that moves the leaves
Leaving the trees bare with no needs
Wakes you up naked with all seams
Crafting you in endless beams

Of light and death in an instant breath
Of dark and life in the midst of a silent theft

The name calls the thing
The rain moves the fling

And when ALL sits and watches
The end starts to drift off in notches

So that with a tease to please
the gaze siezes the breeze
In a day left with no leaves
To cover that in which all hidden breathes.

Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~