As Autumn's wind
erase all the leaves
from that
Oak tree outside,
all those memories
that Summer
brought with her.
All those laughters,
all those tears,
all those whispers,
everything.
Gone.
Not forever,
but gone.
Now every morning
that I awake,
Autumn will embrace
my tender skin
and cover it with its kiss
to the point that
my entire body will be covered
in
goosebumps.
Yeah, Autumn
is now my present..