Friday, October 19, 2012

Autumn Lover Comments

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The branches creep over me, their twigs stroking my hair,
The autumn leaves are beneath my feet, my face feels the icy air.
I pull out my gloves, put them on to heat my cold hands,
But instead you grab them and in front of me you stand.
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Joe Shaw
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