As Comforted By, Autumn Eve
As comforted by, Autumn eve
With it, approaching
Choice grim hansom requested of
The sombre-inclined.
Aptly quaint, to be enclosed
And snuck away in
Misty-glassed, puce velvet-hung, down
Dim pasts that does wind.
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2023
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