As it runs across my face, I feel a gentle kiss.

Music is dancing through the trees.

One "note" falls and lands on my lap.

A simple leaf, once so full of life

Now lay here breathless, thanks to cold nights.

I pick it up and hold it with such gentle care

Wondering if it's been through what I've been through.

I set it down beside me gently and let it lay to rest.

I stand up and walk quietly over to a swing,

Swaying back and forth because of the harsh winds.

I quickly put my hand on it and I feel it's coldness abruptly,

Wondering if it's been through what I've been through.

I let it go and lean against a pole.

I think about the first time he held my hand.

I was scared of the dark, but he was there to make it better.

The taste of his kiss was sweet and gentle,

But now I feel as if I am lying dead.

Breathless.