Autumn
Autumn is all but upon us, it’s what they call the fall
As you cast aside your robes, leaves will gently fall
A myriad of pastel colours falling to the ground
Stripped and standing naked I simply ponder and adore
Now I’ve lost my cover I’m feeling so exposed
Like a naked branch quivering in the wind
Everything so small in the chill wind
Kiss me gorgeous, take my breath away
After all I’m lost to you in your Autumn haze
Copyright © David Willey | Year Posted 2018
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