Enigma in linea «Hawthorn and sea buckthorn»

In the autumn dawns here are quiet,
On the branches of your ripeness cargo
The silvery leaves of sea buckthorn
Necklace of amber beads.

my Touchy, touchy
Substitute for fingers spikes
In your berry juice so much,
quench my thirst even though you are.

Splashes the sun at sladey acidity,
From your hands feed me,
With the cold stinging bitterness
Fermented home brew be intoxicated.

Sehmale in autumn and the vast
Reveling in the beauty around
Gilded paint and caps,
This generosity and kindness.
Yuriy.
:get_five:
#poetry

Beautiful autumn still life. Thanks for the puzzle