In the lovers living stayed in the autumnal home.

A beginning of eyes of adornment in between the echoes of a bustling train stations.

The romantic autumn leaves as a few jovial spirits sprinkling down towards a devotion floor.

Crunching leaves as a few click and clacks and chuffing trains arriving,

And departing yet sights of embellishments lived as a promise forever stayed.

It’s hearting thumping and fluttering and flaps of a few flies down a hungry growls.

Times as a few trains go and leave some love and joviality in crunching leaves,

A few cuddles, dates and kisses or the occasional dance in bridal and grooms showers.

A few sweetheart songs and some roses or sugar plums

In fair palms of beauty and love as old age awakens.

A beginning of sighting romance while the end a promise being fulfilled.

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