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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poem by Waltzing Mouse
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