13. Tuned to you

In the rustle of autumn leaves, a symphony plays,
Each note a whisper of warm, golden days.
Sunrays filter through, a gentle metaphor,
Of love’s sweet promise, opening each door.

Twilight dances in colors so rare,
I envision us, lost in the air.
As each heartbeat quickens, hope takes flight,
In the magic of dusk, everything feels right.

I imagine walks under the canopy’s glow,
Laughter echoing, letting love flow.
With every smile, the world feels wide,
In this dreamscape, you’re right by my side.

Though miles may lie between us, my heart knows your tune,
A love that feels forbidden, beneath the autumn moon.
In whispers of hope, there’s reassurance so clear,
In this golden season, I know you are near.