Shadows

Lost in a strange city

With the scent of mystery

Clinging onto her soul-being giddy

She wanders about rhythmically.

With footsteps echoing in the empty valley

Shy, under a veil of eccentric-embroidery

She resembles the amber leaves of fall 

Swirling graciously, she blend in obtrusively

With the clouds of mist and ivory.

A.A.