Autumn was her Favorite Season

Leaves fall
Down this
Memory tunnel
Clogged
And I can’t
See
Even the most
Familiar, mystery
I have heard
Your voice
Before
But never at
Two or three
Song lyrics
“As if a choice I’d make”
That made sense
Trip me
I fall into sound
Sleeping
But just in time
My sense
Of reason
Is circumstantial
I have it explained
Right here
On my hand
Meet your memory
Hand meet hand
I am hooked
On your present
But you don’t
Even have one
Why didn’t
I ever introduce
You to Deborah?
I ride my regrets
Like tire swings
Until I lose
All sense of sky
And touch down
On mossy earth
Something new waits
In these tears
And in the comfort
Of a stranger
I used to call
A friend
Now the touch
Of you slides
Down my window
Pane
And makes this
Gorgeous refrain
Why do we only
Have tonight
If tomorrow
Brings a new set
Of incomplete?
What colors
Would she have picked
If she were picking
Us, with no regret?
The chorus
Forces me
To chose
And I, as always
Chose you
What would be
The purpose
Of not exploring
“So now I’ll never explore”
What’s to lose?
There was a time
When orange was simple
Now the blend
Of the leaves
Is dizzy
And I go blind
From too much
Time, in the dark,
Running from us
More leaves fall
Than were on the trees
To begin
And all I can think
Of is the curve
Of your skin
If you can memorize
Someone’s face
Memorize it well
You will one day
Need to forget it
And not know where
To begin