Windswept
i'm not sure
what's stirring more
this wind
wresting leaves
or my mind
wallowing
in thoughts
of you
i find myself
entranced
within
this amber sway
adrift
like leaves
dancing
through dreams
wondering
if i were to fall
would you
pick me up
caress me
hold me
tight
or leave me
tumble
bloodied
ashamed
to crumble
grounded
unnamed
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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