Autumn Falls Like Lovers Do
the morning fog
is rising
like the fires
we lit so long ago
in the wake of memories
i am more vibrant
than the blush of skies
and autumn's trees
this september morning
i watch a flame's dance
through amber leaves
as they tumble downward
the trees stripping layers
much like lovers
when desire burns
i can almost see you
rising like shadows
beneath the break of sun
i can hear the fades of sighs
as winded breaths
fall out of tempo
i taste you in the mist
as it falls from my own eyes
grounded with the leaves
of autumn's call
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