As I saw the Autumn leaves
Over your shoulder.
Sweet chestnuts shine,
Half hidden in the husk
As your eyes gleam in the dark.
I have you as my own
The mystic shining presence
Of your sidelong glance.
You were there in the lane
Receding in the shadows
Watching for me at sunset.
So many times have I turned away.
This appeared on 23 April and the new design blogger lost it
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