AUTUMN WIND

How many night has she
Thought of you
Your warm skin against hers
Their hearts beating as one

How many nights has she
Wished you were here
Listening to your sweet voice
Their souls entwined as one

How many nights has she
To be alone
Wanting, needing you to be hers
Their lives to be read as one

How many nights has she
Before it's too late
And her chances with you
Blows away like an Autumn Wind.