Ode to the Fall Leaves

Each colour of the autumn leaves have been given a name:

Pink- Cherry Blossoms

Red- Auburn Bricks

Yellow- Sweet Ambers

Purple- Mulberry Fruits

Brown- Toasted Coconuts

One of my friends once told me

There are uncountable dimensions

To how you can love another

Citing an instance of the exquisite Fall Leaves

From Fall to Fall they fall

Harnessing a myriad of shades

With each shade bearing a trait

Of a particular kind of love

The first place is ranked by

Pretty little Cherry Blossoms

Who hold more than aesthetic delight

Albeit, less than divine ties

And that's exactly where and when

The magical Auburn Bricks step in

Suddenly telepathy begins to make sense

However, their spell strikes back

Their mystic charm depletes

Leaving behind warm Sweet Ambers

Who try and heal your sensitive spots

But, you promptly seal it again

Companionship o'er courtship is chosen

While the obsessive Mulberry Fruits crawl out

Ranging from slits to scars, they go

To tremendous extents

They take offerings to the next level

And the crushed Toasted Coconuts wonder

If their sacrifices would ever turn fruitful

In spite of all the humiliation they face

She presented her theory so beautifully

That it now resides on my fingertips

And even though love is quite flexible

It remains as marvellous as a mosaic.