autumn and remembering Poem
autumn and remembering
A most mystified moment
is when the leaves turn yellow
an indication of the arrival of autumn
a moist in the wind soften your pale skin
I wish I could reach to touch once more
if only to remember the glow
and yes in that afternoon, it rained
if only to make your hair silken
as it danced in the motion of the gentle wind
I felt pang of ache within me, yet
enchantingly and gloriously wishing
I am in your mind unforgotten
holding a lovely thought of
Once you confessed:
would it be that when I think of you
you think of me, and when you think
of me, I do? How funny because
it does happen, but even if today
we can't confess anymore,
I do feel just the same. .
that question is as constant
as life itself...goes around
like autumn, it will come again
and again.. without end...
because when I think of you
you think of me, its just the way it is,
was and will always be.
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Posted: Oct 28, 2016
About this poem:Just a passing thought brought about by the beauty of fall
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