My eyes caught you trying to fall secretly like an early autumn leaf, discreet as an orange speck against a bright blue sky.
Your voice dripped in warm tones and rough edges, something slow and frantic like seasons chasing after one another.
I could taste the nutmeg on your words in the dying light as you pulled me to your skin.
While my palm stroked your silk cheek, still filled with October's flush, you insisted that you would soon be nothing but gossamer between my fingers.
I inhaled you for a lifetime; I could never smell the dead leaves that haunted you.
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Comments (13)
Very romantic and metaphoric. Love it 🍂🍁
It's an autumn romantic poem , love it 💓🧡
This feels so sad but somehow kind of honest and real and good too.
Oh Em, this is so, so gorgeous! Your words have absolutely captured me! <3
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The image is poetic, revealing a fragility and a transition in nature.
A love poem that is simultaneously situated in, and to, autumn! Marvelous!
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Spellbindingly beautiful! Such a great piece and challenge entry!
I found the piece that I want to link under the raise your voice thread ♥️
Oh. My. Gosh. I feel as though my eyes have spotted fine gold, and I can’t look away. Every line made me speechless but I am stuck on the first one for some reason. I’ve never read the mental health or even the state of a person falling into darkness the way you have described it.
Wow. This is gorgeous, Em. Well done,.indeed.
Wow, I'm blown away. This is the winner for me.
Lovely love poem!!! ♥♥♥