In love with jealousy of autumn

I like when through the foliage of autumn,
While rustling in deformity of winds,
My memories are heard like singing awesome,
Of love from amber-colored and blest dreams.

I’m very taken by inhaling freshness,
And passing times fly by like forest streams,
And that blood-luring tender-like expressness,
With rays of dawn to be awoken seems.

Looks good to me when love is unrestrained,
And in a dance of leaffall wind will fly,
The jealousy of autumn I obtained,
Thereto alone the rhymes I’ll versify.

So, let the nature’s righteousness hold ground,
While beauty of the rainbow rants and raves,
I’m in accord therewith and play around,
And in response it snug with me behaves.

Angst-ridden tears on windowpanes in rains,
Both howl and cry of our frustrated date,
It happens that a dream in chill remains,
The one that failed to lure or captivate.

Oh, dame of mine, the one resembling autumn,
How pretty all tzarinas we can find!
Oh, how the parting moment isn’t awesome,
Thus leaving lovely features in my mind.

I like red berries of the lips so wanted,
And fragrance of the dew in autumn grace,
I like the unexpected and long-haunted,
Our kiss in very quietude’s embrace.