Love is in the Shape of Leaves

Orange, red, yellow, brown
Falling from above
Blowing over town
Like the travels of a dove

Leaf piles galore
Taken by the breeze
Spread onto the floor
Mess taken with ease

Fall is in the air
With no love left to spare

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