Untitled For Now (any suggestions??)

They dangle thinly on the cadaverous branches across where a girl crosses over
those yellowed memories, fracturable
how he said her shadow casts exquisit, alluring silhouettes on his cream walls
flickering in the orange flames of melting ivory drops.
Somehow the daylight faded though, and the girl fell fast asleep
and when she woke up it was a rare vanishing,
in completely different worlds, gone refined efflorescence
walking on the grains of a red dirt road that unfolds into the horizon
of a heavenly sunset that paints the sky with rocket-stripes,
across where a girl watches white sand slip through cracks of smooth, white fingers.