Patience

Better late than never
does not always apply
since one word out of place
can make a lonely heart cry.

Time is of the essence
and emotion a fickle thing
but a heart that isn’t broken
is one that never sings.

Patience waits it out
for love and for hope
but virtues rarely last
when it’s harder still to cope.

© Autumn Siders 2018

Nine Lives

If I had but nine lives,
just like you,
I’d love you still
in each one
and crave more time;
it’s true.

If I had but nine lives,
I’d use each one
to show you
each and every day,
my heart is yours;
you are my sun.

If I had but nine lives,
I’d wish for nine more
knowing that each life
I’d fall deeper
in love with you,
my heart never to be poor.

© Autumn Siders 2017

Some Love

Some love is grand,
some love is bitter,
some love will last,
some love is temporary,
some love is distant,
some love will smother,
some love is needed,
some love is wanted,
some love is stolen,
some love
breaks you into pieces
so that someone else
you once loved
is someone else’s
love.

© Autumn Siders 2017

Love, revisited

My heart races,
beating a warning
my brain is to dumb
to comprehend,

when has falling
ever been good!?

All the things
I thought I loved
turn slowly into
all the things
I hate.

Those big blue eyes
burn ice cold.
That witty tongue
bites through gold.

The heat of the moment
has become a heated moment
and finally love boils over
into hate.

© Autumn Siders 2017

Pair

More often than not,
I think of you,
no matter where I am
or what I do.
The more time that passes,
the deeper I fall
into a love so strong,
I feel your heart call.
Nothing will come between
the simple look we share
nor can anything beat
this perfectly made pair.

© Autumn Siders 2017

I Fell in Love

I fell in love
on a lovely summer day
as the salty air blew
the hair from your face.

 🌞

I fell in love
on a brisk autumn day
as the leaves crunched
underfoot, on our way.

 🍂

I fell in love
on a chilly winter day
as the fire crackled
by the couch on which we lay.

 ❄

I fell in love
on a fine spring day
as the flowers bloomed
and you walked away.

 🌼

© Autumn Siders 2017

But with the Mind

Last night was a but a dream;
a result of a slumber so deep.
And as the morning sun sheds its light,
I slowly forget this foolish night.
To think there would ever be a time,
that I could truly call you mine.
But no amount of trickery or dust
can ever change to gold this rust.
As sleep dissipates from my eyes,
I find a new world full of lies
where love and hate are two of a kind
felt not only with the soul, but with the mind.

© Autumn Siders 2017