Autumn

Honey Autumn - forbidden tenderness ...
In silent admiration, the forgotten wind
Maple leaves slowly drop
At the feet of the Queen. In the unfading light

Her gray eyes, like a bottomless sky,
Tears of rain will reflect fatigue.
And the crowns of trees, already half asleep,
Put on a terracotta scarlet outfit

To match the royal brocade cape,
Crimson purple like the reflection of the sunset.
To her the bitterness of mountain ash in an amber drink
It will remind you that you once burned with passion ...

And the leaves are falling, but she doesn't care
In love with Wind funny confessions ...
She is lonely and melancholy
Enchants me with the beauty of fading away.

Lana Maiskaya