Then in autumn I come seeking you,
The rich ripe harvest of love's seed planted this year's spring.
Come near my nether flesh, my nether mind
That I might feel the embodiment of you.
The essence of infinite being obvious.
Simple completeness, youth's love, seeking, finding.
Then in autumn I come seeking you,
All that remains of a summer's sun
In the overweening colors of a dying world.
Drawing from you the warmth taken by October chill.
In my sky no living orb but yours,
Sweet bitterness bringing wordless life content.
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