Bon Voyage Tristesse
By benafim
Bon Voyage Tristesse Spring and fall walked hand in hand,Falls stomach sagged, sparse his hairAnd bitter sweet their romance.She clung to him with youth's fragileObsession and in her childlike the painOf impending loss.The melancholy of late September'sCooling breeze will blow them apartLike auburn leafs on trees.I pitied them, the sadness of a doomedAffair, hoped that they would part wellAnd remember each other fondly. Written October 8th, 2001 © on Oct 07 2001 07:15 PM PST 0 • 13
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"Bon Voyage Tristesse Spring and fall walked hand in hand,Falls stomach sagged, sparse his hairAnd bitter sweet their romance.She clung to him with youth's fragileObsession and in her childlike the painOf impending loss.The melancholy of late September'sCooling breeze will blow them apartLike auburn leafs on trees.I pitied them, the sadness of a doomedAffair, hoped that they would part wellAnd remember each other fondly...."