With the leaves changing colour, and the wind getting colder,
my heart begins to skip a beat as I realize we grow older,
as the leaves on trees do die, and the snow begins to fall,
I look up to the winter sky, and begin to question all.
But let us not start on such saddening, morbid detail,
instead let us knock away the darkened shadowy veil,
and dwell upon the happier times that we both have sought,
and banish all the less lovely things with a more loving thought.
Let us remember the love we found in each other's eyes,
and how you pointed the stars out in the winter skies,
how we kept each other warm upon those frigid nights,
laying there in darkness, because we didn't need the lights.
Upon the days we had no hope, we both helped find the way,
even in our own distress, we'd always know what to say,
to lead us from the darkness back into the light,
and when all seemed lost, we helped each other gain sight.
We kept each other warm and dry during all the rain,
and comforted one another when the other had felt pain,
you helped me to banish a fear I once had,
that if not settled surely would have driven me mad.
Yet in the recesses of my very mind, memories lurk,
but don't they always, they just sit there and irk
you, until you are ready to explode in debris,
realizing slowly that you will never be free.
I'm not trying to slowly dwindle you down,
back into the darkness on which you surely frown,
I'm trying to remember the happiest times,
something sweet, not bitter like limes.
Like the smell of coloured autumn leaves,
the swish they make like Magic sleeves,
as you trudge through them trying to be silent,
but the crunching they sometimes make is kind of violent.
As I look at dying leaves, I realize that winter is coming,
and a lot of other things, and while the cold will be numbing,
at least we'll have each other to get through,
and hopefully have more years to look forward to.
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