Keep love warm for me...
as I sit in this cold of Autumn,
leaves falling as another season dies,
Scarlet fire in each branch.
An empty heart,
in the approaching darkness.
I fear Winter and it's death
and the cold and Grey it brings.
The dark season, this Black slumber,
death of all light.
I grasped at warmth, far away,
it withered and fell out of reach.
©2010∞Copperhead
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