Like an Autumn’s dead leaf

Floating in the air

Like an Autumn’s dead leaf Fallen from a tree,

Passing by your cheeks,

Caressing them lightly,

As the wind is guiding me,

Whispering sweet words in your ears,

What I kept away from all my diaries:

I am this leaf, stolen from its roots,

So glad I found a home in you,

So happy you are my only route.

Challenging gravity, still floating in the air,

I can now say, with you there’ll never be a despair

My destiny with you will only start,

And Till death tear us apart,

I want to end my falling trip

In the palm of your heart.

Barryck R.
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