Autumn romance

Autumn sleepily wanders through the forest,
in the haze of a ghostly day.
She is sad, yearning very,
what with her, under the handle, is not me.

And I play the guitar,
sitting on a log, on the other.
And in appearance, to this cute couple,
I dont want to go home.

Its beautiful and magical in the forest
foliage falls from trees.
And the sounds of music, mentally,
they drive us crazy.

Autumn is watching us
sadness within thaya.
And it fades unrequitedly
for loving you.