Autumn is a mistress who wears her luscious locks
of golden hair brushed softly against her siren lips.
Discreetly she comes, unannounced she goes.
She speaks not. Yet,
A mere glare of her golden hues
and pouting of her flaming reds,
she saturates the color of my heart.
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 2:34 AM UTC
Autumn is a mistress who wears her luscious locks
of golden hair brushed softly against her siren lips.
Discreetly she comes, unannounced she goes.
She speaks not. Yet,
A mere glare of her golden hues
and pouting of her flaming reds,
she saturates the color of my heart.
Autumn 2012
