AUTUMN LEAVES

Seven years of poetry… the leaves of the heart. Each chapter a different color… and here, red is not of love. In a candlelit room, shades pulled up to see the night sky, the world asleep… a glass of wine; Autumn Leaves was written. It is a love story, a drama. It plays with words, renders to happiness, talks to great masters, makes feelings flourish, and quickens the beat of an erotic heart. In Autumn Leaves, life is displayed to its fullest.