At first glance
You compliment me 
Orange hues igniting 
My brown sugar frame

I have been scratching tallies
Counting down
 The days
Until autumns grace

You embalm me 
Forever preserved
*Begging to forget* 
To shed your memories

Brown shriveled leaves
Cracking swiftly beneath my heals
Dust which once glowed green 
Filled with promises to deceive 

My twisted beautiful frame
Will remain
Your words  lost
In the crackle of crisp air

Autumns arrival 
Will bring your ruin
But I
Will be born anew