Supine, breathing To the rhythm of the song Coming out my heart! Not yet asleep, nor soon will be, I am dreaming anyway Of the love awaiting for me, Maybe tomorrow!

I am very sure That so much depends on tomorrow When my sorrow will be Softly shaken like leaves That beautifully decorate October, When freely they fall!

Those bright and colorful days Dressing every space of Autumn: In rust, Amber, rose and plum, Subtler hues of peach and blue, Skipping lightly the sidewalks, Lawns and fading streets And everywhere in between!

This great reservoir of colors Surrounding all the brightness That clearly becomes a wonder, Reminding one of the joyful flights With each hand that flew, Letting go, as I know, too, The time to go to you, Falling into your loving arms While kissing you passionately!

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Suddenly I found myself Completely disconnected To the outside world, My words became muted When it was clearly A matter of the soul!

For a few hours I was gone, I fell asleep so deep That it felt like I was traveling Throughout another dimension!

Time felt like infinite From way up there, Nothing but empty space, I could see other lonely souls Ways down below, Lost in a desert of vanity

I confess I felt very cold And I was very scared For way up there, Traveling all alone, I felt also like a lonely soul And I was so glad When I finally woke up!

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Scattered-the leaves That once waved their majesty High atop a wooden throne From which it casts the glory Of rare beauty earthward!

Following the wind With no direction and Separating the frail players From the ground and open sky, Blowing base to base, Torn from home and the arms Which gather life And hold them to the roots!

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Between the muted walls Of my small space I call my own, I displaced all my belongings And changed the picture of my home To resemble the now colored World…

Like an artist’s palette: Green, Yellow, Red and Sky’s Blue, All those magical colors, Each playing an important role In my everyday mood, Right here in New York !

Even the shiny reflection of copper, Touches my inner self, When totally secluded in my fortress While awaiting patiently and motionless For the arrival of the Fall!

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Long before I came Into your battered life Your heart was Already broken!

I did not cause the wounds But I tried to mend them With real love and compassion And even going out my ways To make you happy!

Now, you come to me With so many demands And silly expectations Like I have to be accountable For your past misjudgment That led you to a poor choice Before I arrived!

I have come to you, plainly, As I really am, honest And a caring human being Filled with tender feelings And understanding For your past mistakes Without promising you A rose garden or Impossible things!

I did for you All what I could: I tried to put All the pieces together That were scattered Everywhere even In unknown places!

I wiped out your tears, Gave you confidence And restored your smile Back to your weary face As I sadly found you When the Sun and Moon Were absent in your Shadowed world! Now, the question remains: Am I to be blamed?

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