If once upon a time could bring back
Fairy tales I chased outside
Enchanted forests in my mind
I’d write my fabled hero labors
With a hint of her sublime
Confusion, calm and innocence
Her sorrow eyes as elegant
As ballerina dancing leaves
The steps we sat upon and spoke
Of nothings sweeter than the sound
Of incandescent laughter chiming
All around us in the air
The crisp of autumn on her lips
That taste of lust amidst her kiss
Betwixt us coalescing pure
Was love in its imperfect form
Simplistic as the heart is deep
Intricacies as numerous
As any secrets I could keep
Of no day more fortuitous