As the leaves change color with the season,

My love for you grows; I need no reason.

Cold bites at my nose; as I kiss your chilled lips.

A warmth between us grows

No matter the weather’s nips.

Inside we cuddle, prelude to love.

Autumn leaves may change,

But never our closeness

Sweet touches, gentle nips on cool skin,

Sighs meant only for a lover,

Bringing us even closer.

The blankets are gone,

Our heat is enough

Sweat, slick on our bodies,

But just as the seasons; not for long.

Autumn leaves may change,

But not so our passion.

It grows with the passing of each day,

Changing with the autumn leaves

Is our Autumn Love.

 

Faith Powell aka Lady Bleu © 2009

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