I'm sitting on the wooden bench in
Contis Street
While reading a poetry book by
Lang Leav
I already finished reading
The first five poems
Then I eat a cup of
Dan Erick's chocolate ice cream
I love the red and orange leaves dancing
In the autumn air
The way it sings the music of
Victorian poetry
Which I want to write
Then, read it to him during sunset

He's walking towards me
He tells me that it's going to rain
So he gave me a maroon umbrella
And a Sienna sweater

Now, I hear the music of an
Old English poetry written by the
Unknown poet,

the sadness of the morning sun
i still make you smile
you still make me garland during spring
i just want to kiss you
until the autumn rain stops


© cfwang