the fallen leaves
freshly abundant
crisp in excitement
Spring is only so far away
They say.

But to me, the leaves
Remind me of You.

You smell like the old wind
I feel your touch
I see us everywhere
our love, is reduced to the street
the orange smell never leaves me
just like your breath on my skin

the sadness of the trees
sing in my heart
As the death of the world
is in my eyes


I want to run and jump into our love again.