My heart is as bright
as the color of the fall tree
you stand beneath
clutching leaves
smiling
Warm brown eyes
moist as the glistening dew
reawaken me
on this early new day
My legs like coils
leap at your call
We share the green grass
that clings to our clothes
Your eyes are my eyes
on this golden morn
where sunlight spreads
over the rising obstacle
You look away to see
what the light brings
where nature breathes
and sighs our content
Without warning
joy and expectation
flee to the forming clouds
there on our horizon
Your eyes like caverns
indifferent to autumn
summon winter's advance
as we stand alone together
clutching leaves.
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