Autumn Leaves

Somewhere in the world a radio plays a long forgotten song
"When Autumn Leaves begin to fall"
And I remember the falling days of you - fallen, gone.
Days of Fire Red and Orange as passion burned bright -
the red fire of your kisses on my lips,
the orange of the tips of the flames of your fingers
as at the lightest touch of them my skin did ignite.
Soon all was covered in the colors of our love's hue
Hills and mountains, ravines and meadows all bore our passion for all to view
But as in all things, my love,


                                              Autumn leaves began to fall.


Fire red turned to brown laying in the dirt below
Orange turned to grey and blended away slow
And soon all that heralded our love's mark turned bleak and grey
And as the autumn leaves my dear our passion turned to a shadowy shade,
Time took it's toll on us just as autumn on the leaves
and as the autumn leaves


                                                      Our love fell


And now comes the bitter winds, frosty as ice,
They herald the arrival of winter's death bite
Frozen tears rain down upon the once bright scenes
That had blazed with our passions galore, none like it ever seen,
Covering all in white all that once was glorious - holy as from above
And like the autumn yeilds our love


                                                   Yielded to let go.


Now buried under the mantle of the earth's soft white
Lie the memories of all those fire red and orange filled nights.
And in the bitter winds, as they frost ore my soul, I stand alone
As you like the autumn leaves


                                                  Have come and gone.  

K