autumn br asphalt street br grey sky br br cool breeze br affords a floor br of brown leaves br to dance and br settle on a spot br br your leather shoes br an eagerness br played out br by the leaves ealier br br if i could just move br to welcome you br sweet heart br it would be agile br graceful br as the waltzing breeze br and the leaves br in their entrancing twirl of love br br the museum and my poems br are nearby br there, br your heart will flutter br like the dazzling blooms - in spring br your tears trickle br in the spirit of my verses br br if i could just hold you br by the hands again br and warm you up br with my lovebr br john tiong chunghoobr br