Pumpkin spice
A sip of water, cold as ice

dying flowers, children’s yells
falling of the leaves-a simple
autumn magic spell

Apple fallen in the grass
kisses from a distant love,
winter fire is about to pass

Warming embers of the fallen leave,
Ringing of an autumn bell
eager is the eye to see...

Echo of a string,
give you ears? An angel
                          is about to sing...

When the sun sets a few hours later
When your garden blossoms in sun
That's when you know
The season of loss has finally come

Prolonged by the body's resistance
Sunglasses slide and prove tears
You lost someone during winterfall
Now spring-cleaning throws you out
To newborn raincrumbs

In theory,
spring is but a transition between snow and beach
A deprecated definition without any shade
For us romantics, it was never so vague
But a cool-aired love story
That ended in May

I can't tell you I loved you, or that it was important in my life
I was broken and sentenced to leave before April was done
But two years later, I find myself in a state of certainty
Spring is here
And it's wiped me dry