Autumn

By: Aster Anemone (Author of Unheard Whispers)

Hold still for a while

let the breeze

that rush with longing

feel your breath

and retain

your fragrance

on the arch

of every finger

so when the world

may sleep a season

I could feel

soft caress of you

O! autumn

so hold still

for a while

don't rush to greet

the winter soon...