Summer stood naked but for glimpse of my eye

Whilst changing to Autumn gown in harvest grown high

Her strawberry blond hair a turned unto gold

In cascading riverlets that flowed to my soul

With a whisper lost passion of leaf weeping trees

An embrace all around of her touch on the breeze

And a Blackberry taste the kiss of her lips

A moment to linger I'll never forget.

by C.J.Edwards aka Fleas

By Fleas

Root Deity Poems

'As a wounded Otter yet cradled within the arms of Epona I can but dream to die.'

Fleas has been a member of Enchanted Folk since October 2007

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