Down By the River #Poetry

Those eyes of yours

told me stories,

As your strong hands

gently guided me-

down to the river,

Your fingers laced with mine,

& Autumn breathed-

a smooth crisp breeze-

& almost a shiver

to anyone listening,

& stirring the heat-

Between soft words

and a beautiful silence //

Swirling my hair in the air,

As my forehead pressed

against your chest…

And we danced.

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About Gretchen Leary

I am 32 years old, I live in the Boston area, and I am writing from the perspective of an individual with Asperger's Syndrome.
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