autumn poetry -jessica lee

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leaves are fallling,

brown and pink

I look up

and wink.

Your walking with me

in the lonely sea of leaves

crunching, touching

and the time that will be.

A crisp smell of cider, it rings in the air.

hearing my name

feeling my hair.

The touch of your lips,

on my palm.

hands around my waist.

you hold me there,

in the side walk with care

Its autumn again, and loves in the air.

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