Chapitre 2: Autumn
By: Aster Anemone (Author of Unheard Whispers)
Hold still for a while
let the breeze
that rush with longing
feel your breath
and retain
your fragrance
on the arch
of every finger
so when the world
may sleep a season
I could feel
soft caress of you
O! autumn
so hold still
for a while
don't rush to greet
the winter soon...
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