Autumn wise
Let me remember you so,
wearing a green belt of mint
which transforms into a crown.
Your naked shoulders bathed
by the warm autumn sun.
Curled as a flower
soon to open wide.
Leave in me your silent presence,
quiet as a
plant:
subtle, graceful and elegant;
with which in tender strength
you root to the land.
A.M.B.
Noviembre de 2013
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