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Season of Leaves

Autumn’s crisp silence
Embers aroma of dead leaves
Snow warriors bound on the horizon
Skeletal silhouettes in evening trees

Tempered union of body and soul
A shared cup of coffee as the days grow cold
Conversations lingering long into the night
Nestled together by the hearths fire light

Kaleidoscope patterns of cannon fire orange
Embracing the truth of Fall’s lumbered floor
Monochromatic nights in cerulean hue
The lingering gaze of one who’s in love with you

Circles of silver glimmer in the sun
Winters breath whispers its return
This season of leaves takes hold of woolen core
This season that leaves us with hope for more.

She and Him

I just love Zoey and this video!