I remember the hot sun
of those Californian days
when drinking a bottle of mineral water
burst in your mouth
like a waterfall of frosted stars.
Suddenly ,
Autumn is upon us
she came like a thief in the night
bringing a heap of golden leaves in her arms.
The sky is duck egg blue today
but soon
it will be a dark blue shadow
hanging in the air
like a wisp of incense
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Pretty misty stars