Golden, like the shade of her skin
That Autumn day when we first met
I was so nervous, where to begin
My mind vacant, my thoughts a silhouette

As around the door her eyes did peer
A vibrant blue surrounded by hair aflame
This moment in time my heart to revere
My pilgrimage never to be the same

A kiss, an epoch, an infinity, a tick, a tock
Words cannot express this span of rapture
As our hands explore in the after shock
Our breath seeking each other to capture

This room unable to contain our lust
As our ecstasy seeks our bodies to explode
Given to each other in wanton trust
As my quintessence of you overflowed

This moment captured for all time by a thief
In a glass coffin for all to observe
A golden, preserved Autumnal leaf
Our preoccupation to preserve

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