Just staring out the window,
The sun rose long ago,
Autumn is like wine,
But it doesn't make me glow.
Maples are burning bright,
My mind is still full of you,
The night was a pure delight,
You were... so young and true!
How close we used to be,
I recall shards of bliss,
Tender as petals, you see,
And temples grayed by this.
Quiet moans in the hush,
Music for the soul,
Just kiss me, no need to rush,
And write with your tongue, whole,
How much you love me, dear,
Yes, add some fire to the flame,
I’m all yours, have no fear,
Act boldly, call my name.
I’m already in paradise,
I’m standing on the edge,
I’m burning, feeling so nice,
I’m... oh God... I love you, I pledge!
On the edge of autumn
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