Oct-hold-Her.

Just after my fall
from the grace
of another's arms,
she colored my world.

Brightening my limbs
with her beauty,
yellow hair,
burnt orange lips
and brown eyes crinkling.

Her smile much wider than
a jack-o-lantern,
she lit the candle in my soul
left cold and burnt out.

She carved out a nook
in my heart,
I thought it might be
another trick,
but she was a treat.

We loved to tumble
in the piles of leaves,
kissing in the crush
of their woodsy smell,
lips cushioned against each other,
or often taking long walks
in the scritch-scrunch
of their multi-colored confetti
that lined the paths to romance.

She vanished on a very windy
first day of winter,
I ran to my front window
and I just caught a glimpse
of her patchwork scarf,
as it dissapeared over the horizon.

The winter crawled by
and spring sprang without me,
summer was a bummer,
spent in much slumber.

But then she reappeared,
one October day,
just when the leaves
were beginning to,
and I realized I had found
a seasonal love,
and cherished our
Autumn's to come.

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