The morning is filled with the summer's warmth
As the rain and golden leaves kept falling onto my head
The tears began to fall
But not, for summer's lost
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I wept for a touch of yr lip against mine While my heart is troubled with daily, useless things I wanted to do is nothing, but to melt into a cafe And dance into the twilight.. your heart's longings are very well expressed very poetically. love this poem. tony
Wonderful write LeeAnn : ) Loved it! Well done x