Leaves Fallen

Heaven sent reconciliation,
Born upon the leaves of spring,
Bringing to me their mercy,
In the descent the autumn brings.
Riding on a chariot,
Clouds of silken gold,
I breathe in the beauty,
Of the romance it unfolds.
In moonlit rays of sweetness,
The lips of such a goddess find,
A way to heal my sickness,
To present healing to my troubled mind.
They represent the sacrifice,
Of all the sorrows I have ever known,
Sacrificing the blankets of trouble,
My hands have ceaselessly sown.
Benediction, transfix this mortal plea,
For she is such a beauty,
To come and save a wretch like me.
Locks of auburn blossoms,
Fall with the locust tree leaves.
And lips of crimson splendor,
Descend upon my cracked mouth.
The rejuvenation of such a wonder,
Breathes the life into my lungs.
My eyes are open,
In the beauty of her benevolent kiss,
Her eyes shine with the brightness,
Of her warm solace and bliss.
Her lips carve a smile,
On the face of any and all she meets.
But no one can claim her,
For she will never meet defeat.
I stand in awe of her beauty,
Quake in awe of her sight,
For she has descended upon me,
Blessed me with her gracious sight.
She is living in my heart,
Beating within my chest,
And there is no manifestation of anger,
That can put this love to rest.
So I must live with her inside me,
The sting of her tail in my mind.
She is the angel of the autumn,
The goddess in the night.
Hallowed in her benediction,
Blessed in her sight.
She is the moment of happiness,
That shall leave this heart contrite.

Leaves Fallen

Linc Brown

Kimball, United States

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