autumn

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you are the smell of rain on an October's afternoon
lacing between the leaves that crunch beneath me
intertwining with me
you are the coffee that tinges my tongue
a sweet singe
warmness slipping into my body
settling in my lungs
you are the candle that flickers beside me
burning wildly and passionately
providing me with warmth and security
the smell of pumpkins and apples filling the air
now I remember why October is my favorite month.

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