fallColors invade my mind

as I think of you.

The brilliant crimson

of the leaves

reminds me of the way

my heart burns for you,

but then I fall.

My soul plummets

like those same leaves

to the ground, for

when you smile,

that’s me floating on

the wind while I

descend to Earth,

momentarily spared an

inevitable finale.

For all the autumn is,

is a glorious display

of an ending.

The world is ablaze with death;

that is me for you,

as I realize the

impossibility of us.


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