Story photo challenge…

[Maxmars]

I'll meet you where the clearing meets the forest.

I'll watch you on the road, I'll hear your feet first thumping, then crunching the dried leaves, as you approach

There, in the shadow of the trees, I will embrace you, and we will forever be together.

The cool breeze will sweep us up, and we will dwell in brisk autumn air.

We will watch the leaves blowing on the road, dancing.