Feel the Fall
Sweetheart,
We felt the fall in early June,
love born of a Summer sun.
By August, I was in your arms,
life's best had just begun.
Like falling leaves of Autumn trees
throwing caution to the wind,
you carried me like a gentle breeze
to places I've never been.
Weightlessly drifting in happiness
I feel each sweeping rise,
discovering our harmonies
with breathless sweet surprise.
I fantasize we stay adrift
through life and time to recall
how each new day through seasons of change
we always felt the fall.
Still falling in love with you,
Jeannie
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