Soft light through the brush,
ember leaves kiss fading sun;
autumn’s heart burns red.
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Soft light through the brush,
ember leaves kiss fading sun;
autumn’s heart burns red.
More stories from Luna Jordan and writers in Poets and other communities.
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Oooo, I especially loved the second and third lines!