• Roger Tirazona

Autumn

Your rumbling thunders soothe the heart,

Longing for every drop of rain

To wet the dry lips of a sleepless night.

Every golden leaf that you sacrifice

Revives a part of me with golden sunshine.

The beautiful bringer of death is here

With his orange- Red sunsets and Silver rainy clouds.

I embrace him.


I am here to stay,

with my never ageing Doc Martens,

Stepping in the murky puddles in the street.

Take away all my leaves and I will grow new ones again.



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