Autumn Leaves
We met in mid Summer Fiery July… Our passion matching the heat of a blazing sun Late starlight walks… Moonlight meetings… We fell hard… fast… Never willing to be apart needing the touch… to talk… to be… Much too soon our Time would be over… spent… For me… Time was waning with the days of Summer… Not being able to let go gracefully I left in September telling you to Remember me when the season turned By then For me… all left would be the dust of fiery colored leaves of Autumn… © 2014 Annie Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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