So much for Autumn! We're cutting right to the chase this year.

Heated beach sand
Soft skin so tanned
I touch your hand
I love you

A new arrived breeze
Crisp fallen leaves
We talk with ease
I love you

That first tiny flake
An iced over lake
I've made no mistake,
I love you

Grass starts to grow
A fawn and a doe
Just want you to know
I love you

--Jn9