The sweet smell of ginger as she floats past me.
Her auburn curls sparkling in the sun setting light.
Does she know that she has run away with my heart?
In my mind I see us both, walking together on calm October's day.
Yes, she reminds me of October.
The way her skirt dances in the cooling breeze, like colorful leaves dance around your feet.
Her skin so perfect against autumn's sun, how delicate it makes her look.
The way her smile warms your heart, like hot apple cider.
I long for the taste of her lips and the feeling of her touch.
Dare I hope?
How fortunate I am to witness October's beauty.
Dare I want?
Her eyes so blue with passion and wonder.
Dare I say I need her?
Yes, she reminds me of October.
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The word is "Equisite." You are an AMAZING writer, yet not aware of the gift, or maybe you believe it not to be extraordinary?
ReplyDeleteThis piece is so beautiful...and fits what I have learned about you like a glove. I do hope you save each write and place them on alternate media. These- are the start of your legacy (and any others!)
This is what I mean when a reader can swim in words. I could FEEL being there. Wow. Lovely. WHERE ARE YOUR FANS? These are beautiful!!!
Another sweet lyrical poem.
-James-
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