Scarlet and golden leaves are burning frosty air... Wild wind with the scent of ashberry disarranged red hear... Black chokolate, eyes are dark like an autumn pool... Flowers will melt in the rain.. I wish to drown in this bittersweet air.. Autumn has power over me... Only a slightly warm ray of autumn light can warm this magical red wine... And only a man with eyes which are more blue than a night city will drink this wine... There are autumn fields strech to the skyline... I have such a feeling here.. like holding a cool heavy chestnut on your palm... Will he understand me? I don't know...