Posted on Saturday, November 28, 2015 at 03:36:00 PM in Poems

Portrait of Beauty

She is a autumn dream

Rolling carelessly and free, 

On a rustic sea of gold and green, 

Barefaced and free, she wears those faded jeans,

A soulful stare, without a worry or care, 

Wind blown hair and weathered skin,

For her it’s not a sin,

She’s as natural as the earth and sea, 

She is free, my autumn dream.

By Lucius Wilson

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