your warm hand
grips mine
as we walk down
this scenic route,
the tall oak trees
flaming with
leaves of orange fire
(they remind me
of my burning
love for you).
we dance on
the fiery streets,
my heart filling
with pumpkin spice love.
i inhale
the scent
of nutmeg
and your cologne
as you cup
my cheek
in your hand,
leaning down
to plant
a fiery kiss
on my lips.
who ever knew
that i would
fall for you?