Even as white mists
Wrap around and enfold
The world is lit up
Its colors brown and gold.
Warmth imbued every fiber
Sensation soaked through
Sun-flecked romance, passion
Contentment its very hue.
Ripe fulfillment, deep satiety
Fruition fills every pore
Lazy langor appeased senses
The soul yet seeks still more.
Love through summer
Fiery in its pride
Love with incessant rain
An ever hungry tide.
Love in the Fall
Best of all instead
Cheery, cozy, it lasts eternal
Its color a warm russet red.
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