My Autumn's Lover
I wish I were a bird
So I could fly to your house;
Where I longed to live too.
I will sit on the window seat
And look through the window pane
Covered with dust and dirt.
There I see the face
The face I longed to see for years
The face I longed to catch a glimpse
I see the innocent face
Fallen Fast asleep in peace
The face I wished to kiss
Not yesterday but decades ago
Wrinkled now with hairs grey
A fallen glass there I see
With some brown liquid spilled
And a cigar half burnt
But yearning for life yet
Oh dear lover!
Wake up and see who is here
The time has come
For us to unite
I'll give you my input. I think the title could be better. Otherwise, I put in some comments for punctuation, but the fact is that a poet may choose to ignore such rules if you want poetic license.
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I'll give you my input. I think the title could be better. Otherwise, I put in some comments for punctuation, but the fact is that a poet may choose to ignore such rules if you want poetic license. I wouldn't see the point in it, though, especially with this kind of poem. It's a nice little poem. Keep writing.
My Autumn's Lover
I wish I were a bird
So I c