Fall

You remind me of autumn

When the leaves change colors

And fall to the earth

I'm not quite sure why

But you seem

Natural

As autumn

Warm

As my sweaters

Quiet

As the wind

I dream in October

and November, of the warmth

That has disappeared

And of good company.

Let's get in a car

And look at all the trees

as they pass by

And sing

at the top of our lungs

And drive

until the stars come out

and the moonlight shines on your face

Then we'll stay inside

huddled by a fire

breathing in

the steam of hot chocolate

until the embers die

And our eyes

can't stay open

any longer

Author's Note

One of the mushiest things I have ever written, but I like it... About a boy, of course. Photo is not mine!