Yellow leaves by Lidiya Chuplyak

I bathe in warmth of sun light,
My visage's touched by beams,
It's like your tender embrace,
Your embrace in my dreams.
You could be this warm sun light
And could be the rustle of these leaves,
I could be fresh autumn's air
And do not allow you to leave.
I will take yellow leaves in my palms
And disperse them under the wind,
I will keep everything in my memory,
I'll be safe every moment with you.