Your Name Is Autumn
You made my head turn.
Your scent was the sweetest ever.
I kept inhaling you-I couldn’t get enough of you.
I kept walking and looking in the direction of the wind that carried your presence.
My mind was filled with you.
I think you wanted that-I wanted that.
I walked and thoughts crept through me.
They were sad.
You were never going to show yourself despite the little noises and glimpses I caught in the corner of my eye.
A sweet breeze blows against the back of my neck.
I know it’s you-your scent wraps me up of thoughts of yellows, reds, and rusty browns.
I think that is the color of your eyes.
You tease me with your sweet scented breeze once more.
I hear a faint whisper in my ear.
I believe you are trying to tell me your name.
I know your name darling.
One day I will say your name into the wind.
Of course I know you will not appear-you’re too coy.
Still, I hope that one day…