I don't need green, innocent colors right now,
Frenzied nights of heat, daring passion of smoke,
I'm a golden-haired Seductress in the fall now!
The salty tear of wet, antique storefronts!
I'd like a warm blanket and a caress from you,
The wisdom of books and the charm of fall paintings,
The familiar and caring embrace of gray paint!
Just knowing that I'm not alone and you're not alone.....
For now I'm a golden-haired Autumn,
The damp smell of fall, the fruitful twigs the bitter moan,
Colorful leaves patterned, wise tale....
I'll go away and leave you alone with spring.
Leyla Yusupova.