All My Love Poem by KrystynaMaria Postawa

All my love I offer you
I give you all that I have.
The Autumn leaves rustle so lonely -
They tell about the distance,
Which is your distance.

We meet so suddenly at the end of the day,
So affected by the rustle of autumn's leaves.
And only this autumn has a meaning for us,
And only this dusk isn't a dream.

We are to be happy so near each other,
Both so glad, so tender.
Nothing is important
Except this autumn,
Except the leaves, that rustle to the ground.

Nothing is so quiet, so warm like words.
The words, which we heard in the desert park.
You are, I am, and besides there is the autumn,
And the hearty smile of the autumn's sun.