Below is the poem entitled Autumn's Blush which was written by poet
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It's October now;
the air seems somewhat cooler
than my thoughts, yet, I can feel
the warmth in the breeze as it kisses
They're turning slightly red
as I did, and am now, in remembering
when our lips first met.
It won't be long now
till they undress;
all good things fall
naked beneath covers of white.
Soon they'll reach out in anticipation
and feel the first few flakes of innocence
covering them deep within layers of thought.
They'll be less red then,
and more at ease in their nakedness
as they breathe deeper.
The wind's changing pitch again,
it's rising high in the hills,
falling low through the valley below.
I can feel it shifting with my thoughts
as I pull back the layers of my own mind.
It's no longer cool, this air, but rather warm
as it mingles your scent with memory, this day.
It's October, yet, I wonder,
will I too fall naked
and less red before autumn's passing?
The wind is calm right now,
it's pausing, but it's still October
and the trees are still slightly red
although I, I am more autumn-like
than they, in my remembering.