Larisa Biyuts

Rookie - 1 Points (26 July)

Caught In The Toils Of Autumn - Poem by Larisa Biyuts

Hours, days, weeks rustle after;
the amber blizzard rushes after,
throwing dead leaves onto my face.
Caught in the toils of autumn,
Vampire tastes this brandy wind.
The cedar scent. The lump in the throat.
It tastes like heady salt of your skin.
Elixirless again. Why?
It smells like myrrh of your skin.
One needs your heart tonight.

Topic(s) of this poem: autumn, romance

Form: Blank Verse


Poet's Notes about The Poem

written and first web-published in 2007.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, November 24, 2016


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