Autumn Romance
Roger has eyes of autumn,
by which I mean to say
they are sad, those autumn eyes.
We have started a romance,
Roger and I.
I will get his brown eyes dancing,
much how leaves dance on this plain,
and I'm sure he'll love me.
I don't want to start again.
I've had too many autumns
without kisses or love, just pain.
9/19/2017
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