AUTUMNAL CHILL

SHE SMILES AT ME

AS SHE ALWAYS HAS DONE,

AND THE PURITY FOUND THERE,

BLOTS OUT THE SUN;

A NOCTURNAL INVERSION...

A BOREDOM SUBVERSION...

INNOCENT PERVERSION....

ONLY PART OF HER FUN.

FOR I AM IN AWE -

OF HER ARTISTIC TALENT,

HER SIMPLE COMPLEXITY -

EVOLVED IN THAT STATEMENT,

EVERY STROKE OF THE BRUSH -

AND SWEET WHISPER OF WORD,

THE MOST INTERRESTING STORY -

THAT EVER I'VE HEARD.

SHE MAKES ME FEEL YOUNG -

AND FOOLISH FOR STAREING,

BUT I CAN'T READ HER EYES...

AND I'M FAR BEYOND CAREING,

FOR THE SAGA THAT UNFOLDS

EVERYTIME THAT WE MEET,

MAKES ME SURRENDER A SMILE

AS I WALK DOWN THE STREET.

SHE'S INSPIRED THAT SMILE -

SINCE OUR FIRST RENDEZVOUS,

DON'T TAKE IT FOR GRANTED...

ALL I'VE SAID IS TRUE -

AND SHE IS A RARITY -

THAT I'LL ALWAYS TREASURE,

THOUGH OUR PATHS RARELY CROSS -

I'M GRATEFUL I MET HER.

© MAY 1, 1999 By Menes

-FOR AUTUMN-

MY MOST INTERRESTING FRIEND,

AND FAVORITE SEASON.