Strange Autumn Wind
A poem,
A beat,
A dance,
Pages of time…
Lost within a dream…
A solitary dream…
A hidden parade of fearful eyes
seeks salvation in the butterfly dance
of a falling leaf,
reminiscent of spring…
Velvet lips from an autumn wind
of a world adrift…
Blow little kisses
to covered cheeks
who long for a touch…
Just a soft tender touch…
A caress…
An embrace…
A sign of life
from times past…
Just a touch…
A soft tender touch…
Xoanxo
Sat 12th Dec 2020 02:06
Thank you Adam for your comment!