Love Poem: Autumn Is For Love

Autumn Is For Love

He was on my bench, so I asked, are you watching the ducks?
No, he said, I am watching the geese!
We both had a big laugh at that,
well they do look like ducks, I said.
I sat down beside him to have a good look,
not at the  geese but at this man;
this park bench thieve, this impostor.
Oh, he was handsome with his dark hair,
and pale face, a contrast to the fall leaves;
we were quiet for a moment . . . 

He was on my bench, so I asked, are you watching the ducks?
No, he said, I am watching the geese! 
Then we started talking, talking and talking,
I told him I came to the park each day.
He was new to the city and asked me questions,
and being friendly, I offered to show him around.
I talked about my favorite places to go,
and he said lets go together;
he was easy to talk to and I liked him a lot,
we made plans to meet at the bench next day.

He was on my bench, so I asked, are you watching the ducks?
No, he said, I am watching the geese!
Many days after we met in the park,
we watched the leaves falling and collected a few;
the air smelled so sweet and I was falling,
falling in love with this beautiful man.
And I think he loved me too,
we liked to walk with the leaves crunching,
and even when the rain was coming down.
One day he bent down and kissed me.

He was on my bench, so I asked, are you watching the ducks?
No, he said, I am watching the geese!
We fell in love among the rust-colored trees,
and the leaf-strewn park and autumnal beauty.
My heart and soul ached for his arms,
and his breathtaking kisses fell on my lips.
Oh I was smitten and lost in the aura of love,
so when he bent on one knee and I asked me;
will you marry me, I was ablaze like those leaves.
Well, of course I said yes, yes, yes, my darling.

He was on my bench, so I asked him, are you watching the ducks?
No, he said, I am watching the geese!

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September 25, 2017

Verse/Autumn Is For Love
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Written for the contest, Autumn Romance
sponsor, Julie Rodeheaver

First Place