The fall of summer,
The rise of the fall,
The sweet final buds,
The first leaves adrift.
One September by the Seine,
When my heart in stillness sat
Watching the waters carry you
Toward the season of your solitude.
This love was but an interlude,
and true love lasts forever
(say those who never die).
But we shall also live on
In what others call the past.
LEO's musical associations:
#Moonlight#Seine