Autumn's Breeze
Contributed by
PassionatelyRomantic
on
Wednesday, 4th February 2004 @ 04:59:16 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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My head lays rest on her mighty bosom,
as a bouquet of fine wine permeates,
from the tranquility of her blessed sigh,
hinting at the subtle calmness that it creates,
Her love caresses my weathered brow,
as it radiates through the painted sky,
from horizon to distant horizon,
like the elegant wings of a butterfly.
Her wine like breath that flows through my hair,
does shake loose the dying buds of May,
as trees do bleed amongst the ground,
gathering into a vast crimson red bouquet.
Her whisper that speaks of love fantasies,
whisks about the trees and me,
as we stand together lost in time,
basking in her infinite beauty.
Autumn has clutched my heart,
and captured the enterance to my soul,
holding them firmly in her mighty grasp,
and through her she has made me whole.
Though she is mighty powerful,
in all her works of love,
she has yet to conquer time,
as it is controlled from above.
So the hands of time does move on,
and evidently so does she,
as winter's cold dark grasp,
begins to restrict the love in me.
Soon my veins begin to harden,
and my heart starts to freeze,
its only sense of belonging,
is the longing of her breeze!
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2004-02-04 16:59:16] (Date/Time posted on
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