Autumn Memories

I.

That first smell of Autumn, how divine.

The wind carries memories,

called back in an instant;

with that,

taste upon your tongue,

I dream of the Autumns before;

long gone,

yet still,

fresh;

in that serene moment,

you’re back;

but it lingers not,

and you’re left,

wanting more.

II.

First scent of Autumn and my soul awakens.

Melancholy and sublime at once.