Beauty In a Fall Afternoon
The winds have turned tempestuous
Gold and scarlet trees whip and sway
Our feet scurry through the leaves
Finding shelter under the porch
I lose my direction in the clouds
And fill the void with new dreams
Summer's dust is banished...
Cleansed by sound of raindrops
I exhale as you stroke my hair
There is something new in the air
The sound of it comforts me
And I lean back into your arms
You take my hand, and open it
Then lift it up to your lips
With a delicate kiss
Soft as the rain that falls
You lead me away from the view
A sweet honeysuckle fragrance
Is coming through the window
Afternoon slips gently away
And while the sun goes to relax
And is coupled with the moon
We find our lost springtime
In a fall afternoon
Inspired by Catie's "focus on syllable" contest...
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