Untamed ( Autumn’s grace ).

Posted: February 7, 2013 in Uncategorized
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autumn 1Tangle leaves, you are wild until dropped where mot, and rust driest. Subdued as prisoners. Be content, drill until the mill tread breaks. Perhaps freedom will come your way, but remember this, no preference given, count that out.

I asked, tangle leaves before you fall, fondle in the air, imposed rhymes of Autumn’s script. Dangle, we will play, that personifies our union together. You are life-giving, we will celebrate through brief , and part for the after life is close, and there will be another task for us to do.

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