October

When the cold October breeze

To my hairy chest had kissed,

Trying to tame the wild baze

In me, celebrating feast.

A woman from distant shore

Had given me rings that hour,

Knocking my heart like a door

But talked to me nothing more.

Then, the noise of her silence

Break the wall of my defense,

Fool was I too late to sense

The scent of the burnt incense.

October was just so fast,

My love has turned into dust,

May I postpone my Christmas

For October ever last.

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