Time moves quickly like the autumn breeze
where love is fun and free;
words are played like a card game
to leave the heart to break
making love fake;
leaving the spirit to fall
like autumn leaves,
Life is beautiful when love is around
yet, when Love dies,
it leaves so many emotions left behind,
the pain that cuts so deep inside,
where the tears fall that leaves me into a rainstorm.
keeping the pain locked within.
- Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
