*
If only on a breeze
I could feel your kiss,
gently against my parched lips
worn of summer’s languished heat
but soothed by an
October dream
Cool upon my mouth
which aches with desire
as far away emotions call your name
between each falling leaf
cascading effortlessly
to the ground
Inhaling this enchanting scent
lingering on the breeze, I would taste
love, drenching me in hope
of cinnamon hues and
pumpkin patch wishes
as seasons change
So here I wait in the drifting winds,
the soothing joy that is your heart,
flowing from the north
to touch me, fulfilling
these endless autumn longings
of your lips on mine*
Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 6:58 PM UTC
*
If only on a breeze
I could feel your kiss,
gently against my parched lips
worn of summer’s languished heat
but soothed by an
October dream
Cool upon my mouth
which aches with desire
as far away emotions call your name
between each falling leaf
cascading effortlessly
to the ground
Inhaling this enchanting scent
lingering on the breeze, I would taste
love, drenching me in hope
of cinnamon hues and
pumpkin patch wishes
as seasons change
So here I wait in the drifting winds,
the soothing joy that is your heart,
flowing from the north
to touch me, fulfilling
these endless autumn longings
of your lips on mine*
