Author: Autumn

#tbt

Your perfume lingers

in the far reaches

of my adolescent mind

and ever so often

your memory is refreshed

by a sudden whiff

from a passerby

and in that instant

I am back at my desk

scribbling my tiny words

as I furiously translate

only to find out

that their love burned

just hot enough to destroy

as she fell upon

the very sword he gave

to her.

© Autumn Siders 2011

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The day begins anew

or is it the day before

they all run together;

I’ve stopped keeping score.

–

Is this what it’s all about

repeating history over again

or is there some deeper worth

than atoning for our daily sin?

© Autumn Siders 2016

#tbt

I got away with stealing

a heart you held so near,

always somehow believing

that we had nothing to fear.

–

I got away with lying

beside you all these years,

never really trying

always hiding from the mirror.

–

I got away with murder

when I finally saw the tears,

stating as they stained your face

that I no longer live here.

© Autumn Siders 2012