Dancing On a Breeze
I watch these leaves
lifting off the ground
in the chase of winds
and pretend it’s you
playfully chasing me
around the room
in a seductive tease
suddenly I’m twirling
with them aloft
in the whisk
of your arms
and autumn
doesn’t seem
so cold
in the warmth
of these thoughts
lingering
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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