Autumn in NY

I get to know you a little better
When the weather
In New York turns to autumn

I love love in a New York autumn
When the hands hold tighter
Ahead of the pending cold wind

Bury me in a New York autumn
Under piles of maple and birch wood leaves

I turn as the season turns gray
And nothing makes me fuller
Than an autumn in New York

Love me in New York

©DW Oct 09 2006
Original written in a stinking Blackberry