At The End

The ambers and auburns surround me
Trap me in this moment
Doom me to be
Forever haunted
The leaves sail by
Downstream towards their destiny
They can’t stop
Neither can I
I can’t stop myself
From going back to you
I’m just a little flaccid leaf
Trapped in this current
This wonderful awful current
This unwavering passion
These naive feelings
I can’t help myself
Every time I hear your voice
I fall again
Just like these gold and scarlet leaves
It makes me wonder
What’s waiting for them
At the end
And what’s waiting for me

November 31 2005

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