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Motions in Autumn
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Somewhat poems The wind blows in like the breath of winter on your lips.
While the curtains sway with love, like we were dancing in my bed.
And, the flames that whimper back and forth cast shadows of me missing you.
So tonight I’ll dream with the window open
Waiting for your arrival
That’s when we’ll breath the kiss that freezes us together
While the rain shares stories
While quietly tapping melodies on my window.
