Innocent and untouched...
soft as a baby dove...
she walks along the midnight blue
in her suede leather coat...
Autumn winds'...
blow against the deeply rooted trees
spotted in freshly washed emerald green...
whistles an antagonizing moan
in a melancholy tone...
Radiantly...
this enchanting frame of harmonizing dutch hue
strolls through the park at the east end of
Jefferson avenue...
eyes of deep hazel gazing towards
a colorless white moon...
holds the story of a love
not yet discovered...
Chestnut shimmering over a tapestry
of bronze mahogany...
flies freely in the air...
gently waltzing around her neck...
her face...
revealing the supple highlights of her cheekbones...
tender voluptuous lips...
all that she is
without revealing everything...
would bring a strong man to his knees
Autumn breeze...
swirls and twirls...
embeds her in a world-wind
of sandy stained orange mixed
with vine colored rust...
falls along the path she walks
Another day...
in the lonely park...
in which she will return
this same time tomorrow...
she prays...
"Autumn leaves...
as she plea with her heart...
to release it's spell...
it's uncanny hold
over her lonely soul...
twas open the door
for her to find this surrey of Heavens' dream
called Love...
(c) 2005 Lacretia Johnson