Your Name Is Autumn
Poem
You made my head turn.
Your scent was the
sweetest ever.
I kept inhaling you-I couldn’t
get enough of you.
I kept walking and
looking in the direction of the wind that carried your presence.
My mind was filled with
you.
I think you wanted that-I
wanted that.
I walked and thoughts
crept through me.
They were sad.
You were never going to
show yourself despite the little noises and glimpses I caught in the corner of
my eye.
A sweet breeze blows
against the back of my neck.
I know it’s you-your
scent wraps me up of thoughts of yellows, reds, and rusty browns.
I think that is the color
of your eyes.
You tease me with your
sweet scented breeze once more.
I hear a faint whisper in
my ear.
I believe you are trying
to tell me your name.
I know your name darling.
One day I will say your
name into the wind.
Of course I know you will
not appear-you’re too coy.
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