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The air is cool, almost cold,
with that sharp crisp smell.
So clean, so fresh.
Leaves are changing,
green turning to
bright golds,
rich oranges,
dark reds.
Then falling to the ground,
with that sharp crisp sound.
The hottest part of the year,
behind us.
The coldest part of the year,
not quite upon us.
Perfect weather for
sleeping in,
snuggling into someone you love.
The sky so bright and clear.
A bright moon seeming
that much brighter,
the cold making the air
just so clean.
A gentle breeze stirs the leaves,
and the hairs on your skin,
making the bumps rise,
making you look for someone
to cuddle with.
Ah, to early autumn,
the perfect time of year.
with that sharp crisp smell.
So clean, so fresh.
Leaves are changing,
green turning to
bright golds,
rich oranges,
dark reds.
Then falling to the ground,
with that sharp crisp sound.
The hottest part of the year,
behind us.
The coldest part of the year,
not quite upon us.
Perfect weather for
sleeping in,
snuggling into someone you love.
The sky so bright and clear.
A bright moon seeming
that much brighter,
the cold making the air
just so clean.
A gentle breeze stirs the leaves,
and the hairs on your skin,
making the bumps rise,
making you look for someone
to cuddle with.
Ah, to early autumn,
the perfect time of year.
Literature
Dreaming
Her sleep is restless.
She whispers his name in the dark.
She dreams of him every night.
In her dreams he is there
whispering to her, holding her.
Then she awakens and he is gone.
She prays for sleep.
She prays for dreams.
Literature
In the Night
In the Night
Where will I go from here?
There is nothing left for me
All I can do is wander,
And carry myself with dignity
And they say...I don't belong,
So I still...wander along,
By myself forever...
In the night,
I lose myself,
I find it hard to return,
I realize there's a lesson,
To be learned
What do I think about,
When my minds crowded in fear?
When do I see and hear?
Where I go,
I will often,
Break down and cry,
I've nowhere left to go,
I wander on into the night!
And in the night,
I lose myself,
I find it hard to return,
I realize there's a lesson,
To be learned
And when I find all of the answers...
I'll be
Literature
Thinking of you tonight
Thinking into the night
I've lost my way, lost my sight
Trying to figure out what to do
Then my thoughts turn to you
Odd how you seem to seep into my mind
Meeting you was strangely timed
Closing my eyes, it's you I still see
Haunting sweet memory
Vaguely feel I've known you before
Trying to unlock that secret door
Till I do I must hold back these things
That try to break free in my strange dreams
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Tonight was crisp, just the way I like it.. and this just came to mind. So I had to get it out.
Now, back to work! *grins*
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The really vibrant image paint a picture in your mind here. Nice job.