The Colors Of My Darling Poem by Leslie Alexis

Your skin's color is the gold of autumn leaves
that pressed upon you before they fell
and are glued in place by the dew's kiss.

The last green is concealed in your eyes
And the red rests upon your lips;
Having with it the softness of breeze,

It feels good when mine touches yours.
I see you in the trees, and take leaves
Inside with me, so as to remember you,

But I rather have your warmth.

Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis