Warm Autumn
It's strange to feel this way in Autumn.
It's always been a calm and peaceful time,
But never this warm.
It's almost as if spring never left.
It's rare to find a treasure like this.
She didn't stay buried too long.
Shines brighter then any star,
Dances like fire.
She moves me with every tender gesture,
Every simple gesture.
You can't tame beauty like that.
Who'd want to?
And even though I know she'll be gone soon,
And Winter will be here, cold as ever.
I'll never forget that Autumn...
When I caught my first glimpse, my first taste, of Mexico