Sixty-five beats per minute
and you catch my eye
as I will you to stop,
you walk right on by.

Eighty-two beats per minute
as you stop in your tracks
and flip your hair gently
as it flows down your back.

Ninety-nine beats per minute
as your eye catches mine;
be still, my heart,
this feeling is divine.

One hundred and twenty beats per minute
and you make your way to me;
I’m glued right to this spot,
waiting for what will be.

One hundred and forty-three beats per minute,
your husky voice fills my ears
and in one beat that lasts a minute
I know you are the one I’ve wanted for years.

© Autumn Siders 2018

A Promise

A promise I made
and a promise I’ll keep;
I’ll love you forever,
my heart’s in so deep.

I fall into your eyes
and land in your soul,
forever embraced
and finally whole.

A promise you made
and a promise I trust
with my heart in your hands,
my solitude a bust.

Watching you sleep
is all the peace I need
and hearing you breathe
means my soul is freed.

A promise I made
and you promised too
that your love for me
is equal to mine for you.

© Autumn Siders 2018
A Promise


The herd tiptoes
like giants on speed,
breaking mother nature’s
carefully planned land.
What lay in the path
is soon to be no more
as the rampage begins
and ends in gore.

My heart once was whole
until it heard your voice
and I knew with no doubt
you would leave me crushed.
What more could be done,
my choice simply made;
and through this carnage,
this shell will forever wade.

© Autumn Siders 2018


Better late than never
does not always apply
since one word out of place
can make a lonely heart cry.

Time is of the essence
and emotion a fickle thing
but a heart that isn’t broken
is one that never sings.

Patience waits it out
for love and for hope
but virtues rarely last
when it’s harder still to cope.

© Autumn Siders 2018