fall to fall in love

your hair is the color of November, your eyes are two midnight moons, I seem to love you, and you me? we will run away forever, somewhere in the heat. I will wipe away your salty tears, listen to your tales with a serious face. come on, dear, tell me all about the things that you and I will never do. catch me, deceive, your love is worse than death. dear, honey, darling just say you love me. because i don't