End of Autumn
Resplendent in a golden gown
Autumn sits on the hillside
She talks with the trees
And leaves a gold blush on their cheeks
Winter does not stir
It is not his time to rule
He lays silent, waiting for his chance
To appear, unexpected
Autumn’s radiance is slowly fading
Her satin gown becoming grey
Cold seizes her in icy hands
Leaving the delicate memory of dancing leaves
poem by Waltzing Mouse
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The Gypsy Temptress
She, the exotic beauty
Lay wrapped in crimson silk
And Smiles seductively
The sweet fragrance of her expensive perfume
Hangs in the air, thick as velvet
My husband saunters over
Smug that he caught her
She is a secretive lover
To get to her is like catching smoke
She is wild, untameable and will never be broken
She lets my husband think he found her first
Thats how she works her twisted Black Magic
She sits up and gives him a long kiss
And he falls to her feet
Totally at her mercy
She is my husbands obsession
His dark secret
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