Autumn SensesA Poem by CatlenBrown leaves, I watch as they fall. From Autumn's trees or should I say Fall?
Your step, I hear as you walk. You come closer for a kiss and talk.
Your hair, I touch as it glistens. Under the sun I, to your voice listens.
Your breath, I taste as we kiss. Once you're gone surely this will I miss. © 2013 CatlenAuthor's Note
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