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Autumn Eve

You're a warm blanket
On an Atumn eve
Your caring arms
Are warming me

When you wrap your arms
Around my heart
It surely skips a beat

Scarcly ever
Have I felt
A truly caring heat

Like nothing else
You take me in
An end to much my pain

With stunning looks
And sharp intelect
You broke the rules to my game

One look in my eyes
Or a slight touch on my neck
Surly makes me melt

But I hardly believe
Words do you justice
For feelings can only be felt

Your arms are there
To warm the air
On and otherwise
Chilly Autumn eve

Chris Kirby
12:59 AM