Blossom of the fall

Her bare feet falling on dried red leaves;
she moves with ease,
and stumbles with style.
She pours some sun
into a glass of wine;
and sips it slow, as her lips smile.
The winds gently play with locks of her hair;
The fall shyly blossoms in her sparkling eyes.
She chuckles sweetly, as if saying,
“Season loves you back,
When you dissolve in her divine.”

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