Lost In Autumn's Goodbye
The stunning scarlet leaf flows with gentle fervor.
Freedom requires a depth of beauty for nature's relinquished desires.
There seems to be a dynamic image brought forth from the soft
breeze that whispers dainty goodbyes. For our love is gone and so
is the memory of the barren branches from our favorite sapling.
I knew not of love before you, only of the heartache that Autumn
bestows.
I needed you like a breath of fresh air;
you lost me in the wind.
-delicate crimson…
Date Written: July 25, 2016
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