love leaf

along with the season of falling leaves
come falling-in-love hearts.
you'll see them
afloat on air currents
drifting in streams
even landing right at left feet.
you'll hear them
on the wind
in the gander's cries
upon angelica's breath.
you'll feel them
in a hand held tight
a pumpkins warm smile
within a crisp night of slumber.
you'll find them
forming piles of love
meant for both of us to jump into.