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The Dusk of Gold Leaves

Poetry By: Faux Clove
Poetry



Something written for the poetry factor a while ago. Enjoy.


Submitted:Nov 16, 2012    Reads: 5    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


When the weather turns cold,

And the green leaves to gold.

Oh how I will miss,

Our very first kiss!

When the weather turns cold,

And the green leaves to gold.

Oh how I would go back,

To dusk of the first year

And revisit the poem that you wrote just for my ears to hear!

When the weather turns cold,

And the green leaves to gold.

Oh how I will miss,
Our countless walks in the hushed garden!

When the weather turns cold,

And the green leaves to gold.

Oh how I will dream,
Of the feelings of lust that I held for you!





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