The warmth of the sun fades away. Clouds are on their way leaves start to fall off the trees it's like watching art form right before my eyes. Your eyes change color like autumn leaves. Your smile lights up this cold autumn day. Although the rays light up my surrounding your soul is what warms up my being. gusty winds of the autumn night will keep us inside to ourselves and undo the mystery of what could be and what already is. Allowing two souls to become one, the key to creating warmth

I think so much
About seasons
And night
And day

Like why
It's so hot out here
And cold where you are

And why
It's so dark up here
But the light is all I see below

But mostly why
You are all I feel
Yet you feel nothing

I want to read 'Like this' by Rumi to you.

And kiss you,
Like this,

Like this.