let them fall the leaves that may
let them fall every day
let them litter let them sweep
in the wind of restless sleep
can you breathe buried deep
under an old maple tree
autumn colors the ground red green blue
i only have eyes for you
in my bed your form is sweet
milky white on inky black
waiting on your hands and knees
i press kisses down your back
i travel
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