A Teaser

Some explanation is critical to the posting of this poem.  I've been working on a novel for the past few weeks.  This poem is part of the story, and it's written from the perspective of an awkward red-head named Jake Lovechild.  Now that that's out of the way. . . .

Falling For Autumn

Autumn, girl, I fell for you

even though it's summer

so don't be cold just 'cause I'm green-

for that would be a bummer.

I'm the dude that's right for you

I don't mind if you give me lip-

As long as you promise to let me taste

The honey with which it drips!