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The Autumn breeze licks the golden leaves off it's branches,

I wish I could see her again

The oak leaves crimson veins crinkle under my shoe,

I want to kiss her warm lips

The smell of wood fire and the neighbours dinner waft by me,

I ache to touch her skin

The love and passion we shared will never leave me alone

 

 

 

 

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Xsara You're currently reading the poem alone., which was posted on Apr 27, 2011 by Xsara.

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"An inner monologue of feelings of love which was found and lost."

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