My eyes long
to hold
his autumn skies,
and embrace
those shades of velvet,
To melt
these fleeting days
Yet;
Our fate,
an immortal death-
I was his sunrise,
He, my sunset.
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Autumn Shades
PoésieAutumn Among the transitional winds Of decline and melancholy, She silently bleeds In exhilarating beauty.
