a perfect day

some days, like that day,
are perfect days — and you know they’re perfect.

it felt as if we owned the autumn:
and I remember each sight, each scent,
and how unspeakably beautiful you were
and are to me



detached from us as effortlessly
as leaves do from the trees

for to you, as well,
it was a perfect day —

to leave

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