I am in the beginning of the fall where the leaves come to the ground.

As dream of days of when flowers leap out of the ground.

I can not help but long for the sweet nectar of the new flowers on my lips.

Yet I have to be content with the flowers that bloom in the autumn.

But I want to hold the beauty a little longer in my heart even if the beauty returns back to ground the quickly.

I learn to hold autumn flowers closer because their bloom are richer, longer, and have more meaning to my heart.

Even so I still long for the spring sprouts that burst for the ground.

They are good to the eyes.

The smells so charming which leads to overwhelming desire.

Their petals are delicate to the touch yet so stimulating.

Lastly this, I do know spring flowers wilt in the summer’s sun, and in the autumn the winter takes it’s bloom.  

My true desires and true longings are for the endless summer that is soon to come, and where winter will be only a pass tale.