Autumn Dreams

In the park autumn is here

And dreams are whipsered in their ears

They're growing bright, but keep it low

And every kiss holds passions flow

They're living in a dream to be

Blinded by things they cannot see

And speaking as only they can

Crossing the line of love and friend

As couple walk by hand in hand

And leaves carpet these lovers land

These two I speak of smile and say

Their kisses end after today

Too much at stake. Too much to chance

Their friendship's worth more than this dance

But in the park this notion parts

And something grows within their hearts

With this knowledge they both laugh

And let their love walk down fates path

Chris Townsend

Nov 13 2000