Red and Gold
Form: Triolet
On autumn breeze she's floating free,
In shades of gold and crimson red,
She dances with her destiny.
On autumn breeze she's floating free,
The winds that softly whisper me,
Her words of love are in my head,
On autumn breeze she's floating free,
In shades of gold and crimson red.
As now the nights are feeling cold,
I feel her kiss within my mind,
Among the leaves of red and gold.
As now the nights are feeling cold,
I touch her hand to gently hold
The warmth of love is ours to find
As now the nights are feeling cold,
I feel her kiss within my mind.
©JezzieGFarmer2016
A Garret Poet 
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