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Autumn leaves


Rain descends from the clouds above. The darkness looms, covers and devours your love. Leaves fall, die and turn to dust. Inside you is this burning lust. A desire to be free. To open your eyes and see. To see such beauty and splendor standing before you. Standing in radiance, covered only by your soft and flowing hair. Locked within your gaze, I can't help but to stare. To hold your body in my arms, bare. Your silky skin against mine, so perfect and fine. Breasts to breasts and lips to lips. Pull my hair and hold my hips. Daylight breaks and now you are gone. Like a gentle breeze, I feel your touch but it quickly fades. All that remains are painful memories that cut like blades.
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Aripari

I am a novice poet that believes that the best poetry comes from your heart and emotions. I am a Norse Pagan who just so happens to be transgender and lesbian. I believe that the whole world is my muse and I get inspiration from everyone and everything that I come into contact with. Words are some of the most powerful things that we as humans posses and if used right; they can change the hearts of many. Art comes in many forms and poetry is one of them. So why not change the world with art, one word at a time?

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