Erin Dooley
September
at dusk when the falling leaves glow orange
and the street light shadows creep
where the air makes your fingers stiff
and they end up curled around the inside of your sleeve after the sun shown and set the first star appeared
in between the glowing leaf unfallen off that tree
the night blue sky filled in between september solitude where the leaves have yet to fly
september breezes trick summer to pass by
i look up through the orangy red
to the blue through the green we leaves fall to my feet
and a rain spot drips onto my face around my smile and onto my sleeve [chorus] my summer stood before me today
he was wearing a plaid shirt and he hadn't shaved when he spoke his breath steamed from his face
and then he left and wished me well with my replacement days
i saw a comet burn by the moon
it seemed to linger longer than you
From Letras Mania