My Autumnal Images - Diathra

The maiden-autumn, kiss my lips

Like morning dew touches

Amber foliage

Give me your love, your innocence

So be my dream my fate, my sorrow

You’ve blessed by wind from

Color silk

So don’t afraid, be my forever

Call me with smell of plowed field

And don’t stop temping me forever

I draw your image in the pools

I burn myself in flame of passion

I understand I need your cool

I always want to live in tension