Autumn seeps into
corners of summer,
crisp night paints
peaches pink, shoots
sugar to the grapes,
whispers to the birds,
get ready for the long haul.
the grass grows slower,
the sun sleeps longer,
you know, it's almost over.
Your summer lover's
about to fly the coop,
find warmer digs, with
palm trees waving
a come on hello, promising
a last forever kind of love,
a rollicking roll
in the sand between
the scooters
and the T backs.
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