(NB: M'lady, when asked what to call it, proffered this.)
the leaves
are loathe
to lose
their green
lest they
forget themselves
they wave
as we
walk by
your arm
in mine
as always
you know
that i
love autumn
the most
even more
than spring
because autumn
feels like
a respite
from summer
so cool
so crisp
whereas spring
often feels
like winter
lingering on
after snow
has gone
better autumn
with colours
that reveal
themselves gradually
each day
that passes
just as
you, love
reveal yourself
to me
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