Eternal Autumn

Weightless movements
while holding hands
in the midst of levitated
yellow, red and orange leaves.

My very own candle
dancing with me
beneath the eternal sunset,
holding onto my chest
for warmth,
soothing my soul
with her lips.

But come winter
and the leaves
had to crumble,
I allowed my candle
to vanish;
I always held the flame
but not the heart.

Now I lie here,
a shredded sadness
in my soul,
eternal autumn
in my heart.


10 thoughts on “Eternal Autumn

  1. I like ‘soothing my soul with her lips.’ Nice.

  2. atirahjewel says:

    Amazing and beautiful. I always love reading your poems. 🙂

  3. ~Lady Day says:

    this was so enchanting…it swayed in a soft sadness…lovely

  4. “I always held the flame, but not the heart…” Nice!

  5. visually appealing to the sense…I reposted it on my FB page!

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