This autumn,
We are together
In high harmony
Morning light
Breaks through
The yellow and orange leaves

You found a couple gray hairs on my head,
Sitting cross-legged on my bed--
Picking them out,
You stirred a new ingredient into my blood.

We give each other massages
And trade stories like little trinkets between us
This winter will be fine for love.

It's a rare summer, and too kind
When the sky becomes your skin
And I walk into this dream
To take you in