
it’s raining leaves
and the leaves
are steady like my tears
one
by
one.
they crash to the ground
inflaming my fears.
Their gold edge inflames my heart
it pounds for you and aches for your dark parts.
I want to see you bloom.
gold is so often the colour of joy
but in autumn
it is void.
hills divide us
but the shining, steady light inflames my lust
oh; you are a must
getting me through the faded, autumn dusk
cutting through the cusp
looming endless storming clouds
they fall
around.
the resurgence of you
in bloom.
autumn returns
and your iridescent light;
shines forever bright.
A very nice seasonal poem indeed.
Many thanks for following my blog.
My Mother’s name was Violet. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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It is also a poem about managing long distance romantic relationships during the passing seasons 🙂
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