Autumn Rust

Autumn comes
I feel it in the wind
Its golden touch on whisper of silence

Golden rust upon pure flush
You smile and look away
There is no rush
Ours is eternity

But do you see my purity
Within the eyes looking devotionally
But do you see?

My sighs and sights
Desperate hopes through cold nights
Heart bleeds for what it feels, for who it loves

Words have no power anymore
But the feels
You see now the truth in me
Do see it in my soul

As if you don’t love me
Then none does