Autumn Dreams
Here I wait for you in the park
the trees have begun to change
leaves cover the ground like a blanket
with oranges, yellows, and even reds
such a beautiful view
only one thing can make this perfect
that one thing is You.
I can see you here with me
walking over to where I wait
your hair blowing softly in the gentle wind
the leaves rustle under your feet
I rise to great you with a warm hug
a tingle coarses through my body
we seperate with a soft kiss
then stroll gently to a nearby park bench
sitting, talking as only lover's do
about how we miss each other
after what seems only moments
we rise, and begin to wander
as we hold hands, walking
Leaves falling all around us
swirling up an autumn enchantment
I become lost in a dream
that is slowly becoming a reality.
Christopher Wayne Rhea
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Wayne Rhea
