AN AUTUMN KISS
POEM
His music fills my soul
and carries me to a place that I feel is just for us.
With each soft note that
he touches, a piece of him touches me and holds my heart.
I breathe him in and try
to touch him with my mind.
Like the softness of
down, he touches my back.
I quiver from the touch
and the chill of his autumn kiss.
TIP JAR:
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