It all began in the month of November
It was then when I was enchanted by forever
A blissful thought of you and I together
A moment that could warm this cold weather

Wednesday afternoon I sat under a maple tree
I look at my clock and its quarter to three
Just a good time to feel this low degree
To let my eyes rest and let my imagination free

A cup of tea and a dessert plate of crinkles
A tower tray of chocolate brownies with sprinkles
A laugh that could defy these fresh wrinkles
While listening to the early christmas jingles

Then, a thought in my innocent mind conceives
I say its infatuation, but no one else believes
So I whispered, the love you wear on your sleeves
Is a secret that I share with the autumn leaves


© Psycheangel17