autumn moon's dulcet
silver softens this hard world -
your hair's sweet magic
autumn moon transmutes
these stark fields - the alchemy
of your love transforms
stormy autumn day
umbrellas, hunched shoulders - you
laughing in the rain
cold autumn rain drifts
through the city - absence makes
the heart grow older
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