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Autumn #10


Feel greed for me, need for me, read through my night
If the poem’s your Vision then words are your sight.
Sigh with me, lie with me, love me when I burn
Like Autumn, like seasons - I will always return.

Seasons left, eventually. Simply, quietly: inevitably. Because the world turns.

Sing as you pass me, my lover, my friend
Let memories linger like love without end.
Find me, don’t bind me, my spirit defend:
If the year is your Master then Autumn’s your friend.

Season’s my lover, my poem, my friend, she reads to me always, her voice never ends

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    Drew Martyn about 1 year ago

    The end. Exit stage left. Curtain etc :)

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    Christopher about 1 year ago

    This was fantastic, Drew. You can't cage a free spirit, and she definitely was a free spirit. I'm trying to determine whether or not she was a real woman or just an embodiment of an ideal.

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    Christopher about 1 year ago

    Maybe she was both.

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    Drew Martyn almost 1 year ago

    Thank you Christopher - yes, very real, but she was way more mature than me at that age (20).and embroidered a bit :)

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    Christopher almost 1 year ago

    Oh, that's right. I forgot you said this was based on real events.

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