In Fall, I’m falling for you; 
I try not to 
but even the sky has changed its hue– 
dusky, with a hint of mauve, 
it’s no wonder the mind refuses 
to reload. 
This ache’s drawing me into its fold; 
how, only the moon knows.






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Posted for ‘Quadrille Monday’ @dVerse Poets Pub