Chilly Fall Morning

On a cinnamon-scented fall morning
Wrapped in plaid flannel
I dry my hair over the radiator
As sunrise sneaks through a foggy window

Yellowed wet leaves stick to sidewalks
And a chill clings to my face as I walk
Releasing its grip only for you

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