Autumn's Kiss

Along the alley of a library

At the peak of Autumn's kiss

A yearning desire arose

Upon a gem that grazed my vision



A delightful scent tickled my nostrils

Lightly brushing my new found infatuation

With just a minor hint of splendour


The vibrant fashion sense of nature

Spoke to me in sacred languages

As bright as the collapsing leaves

Were the colors conquering her body

Reflecting a tone of enigma


Her skin resembling

A sweet, golden delight

All respiration had paused

She knew...