Cybil
The rain reminded me of you today,
Of your tears that I can not stop from flowing,
It gently slid down my cheeks cool and wet,
I wanted to tell you I miss you,
That Autumn is coming and you're not here,
The Cottonwoods are changing,
Oranges, reds, yellows, and browns,
The Rio Grande looks like it was braided with colorful ribbons,
I ache to dance with you beneath the desert sky,
To feel the sand beneath our feet, and the breeze upon our faces,
The scent of sage surrounding our warm bodies,
I hope one day again we will share a Fall together,
With cups of Chai and good conversation.
Your,
Q
Of your tears that I can not stop from flowing,
It gently slid down my cheeks cool and wet,
I wanted to tell you I miss you,
That Autumn is coming and you're not here,
The Cottonwoods are changing,
Oranges, reds, yellows, and browns,
The Rio Grande looks like it was braided with colorful ribbons,
I ache to dance with you beneath the desert sky,
To feel the sand beneath our feet, and the breeze upon our faces,
The scent of sage surrounding our warm bodies,
I hope one day again we will share a Fall together,
With cups of Chai and good conversation.
Your,
Q
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