MY SWEET AUTUMN
By Charles Robert Lindholm
I Am A Lover,
Of The Seasons
And For Each Of Them
I Have My Own,
And Secret Reasons
For Letting Them,
Make Love To Me
They All Touch Me
In The Deepest Way
But One Knows How
To Make Me
Beg For It To Stay
I Long To Live
With The One
That I Love Most
But Time Drags Me
Away
And I Can Only
Live With
The Memories
Of Our Sweet Love
Until My Favorite
Season Returns
To Me Once More
And I Shall Dream
A Dream Of You
Until Next Year
When I Feel Anew
The Gentle Kiss
And Warm Embrace
Of The Lover To
My Soul
My Sweet
Autumn
Embracing Me
Once Again
Copyright © Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
Inspirational Credit To My Friend, Midwest Fantasy And Her
“Arms Of Autumn“
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