My Valentine’s Fall

The romance of Fall has fallen with its leaves

Nothing more than melancholy skies and a heartbreaking breeze

I praised the death of your past in hopes you’d be reborn

But as Winter begins its reign you are just a woman scorn

Your similes fall on blind eyes and metaphors on deaf ears

Only those with low quality and desperation grant you cheers

My love, my muse, and dream where has your mystery gone

What has become of the damsel for which my knightly heart longed

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