I used to think that
the twitter of birds
was like laughter, but
I’m not falling for Fall anymore
don’t want to be
red-faced in autumn leaves
when the trees strip, and
my favorite birds migrate
You have gone far away, and
as I have no ticket to fly
it might as well be on a distant star
I will sing my blues
and wait for you
through the cold winter
without leaves
Oh I can’t wait for Spring to be
naked with you in the sun of Spring
when you can return from exile with feathers
’cause I
know that you
can be true
and spring
back to me
like budding possibilities
that blossom into silliness
and I can’t wait for Spring to laugh
can’t wait to sate our hunger
’cause I
know that you
can be true
and the winter is not forever
I saw you in the Fall
and I will see you in the rise
won’t it be a surprise
to be Summer love
