By Erika Diehl    erika.diehl@notes.cc.sunysb.edu
Date: 11 June 1997

Autumn Leaves

Two lost souls
That drifted into each other's lives
Like two autumn leaves
Dancing to the ground
Touching, briefly
In mid-air
And then separating
again
To reach their earthly destination.

Oh, how I wish you were my earth
I hate to dance
And fall


(for you)