Leaves

My interpretation of this amazing painting by Matthias Schulte-Althoff: Leaves Let’s meet under the willow tree as long as the summer is hot. Let’s make love in the shade and see everything that we are not. Let’s hope that we don’t disagree about the things that we can’t control. Beyond there is a you and me. Beyond the fear there’s a whole Winds are picking up. Cold is coming soon. Winds are picking up. Now it is winter and the leaves are gone. Everything’s just perfect, just perfectly wrong Let’s meet under the willow tree as long as the summer is hot. Let’s make love in the shade and see everything that we are not. Winds are picking up. Cold is coming soon. Winds are picking up. Now it is winter and the leaves are gone. Everything’s just perfect, just perfectly wrong