September

I do not want the fall winds to feel this lonely,
My body craves for your touch, your breath and your warmth.
I would’ve hoped that you wouldn’t have changed your mind
As quickly as the leaves turned.

But I will not bother with the “what if” of it all,
And I will make the incessant thoughts cease when I put my mouth against another’s.
I want to outgrow the confines of my thoughts,
So your memory doesn’t bleed through the cracks of my mind.

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