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KL ART: Poetry & Spoken Word

Autumn Leaves: A Krooluhv Summer

The falling leaves drift by my window..
The falling leaves of red and gold..
I see your lips the summer kisses..
The sunburned hands I used to hold.

Since you went away, the days grow long.
And soon I’ll hear old winter’s song.
But I miss you most of all my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.

I miss you most of all my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.

-Frank Sinatra – Autumn Leaves

Model: Jameka Robinson
Photographer: Jonathan Stewart

Location: Houston, Texas | USA