September Seductress

Sorry, your browser doesn't support Java(tm).	September, The Seductress September, you are a wanton seducer. A transitional introducer. In the morning, your breath is cool. In the afternoon, your fingers are sunshiny warm. It is all a ruse,as you work at making me the fool. Seducing me, with your alluring,sunny form. You promise children,new beginnings at school. Like bees, they enter in a swarm. Wondering whether the clothes they wear are "cool". It is important they conform. Blackberries still on the vine, even though the nights are getting cool. Lull one into forgetting about the coming storms. Visitors and residents for awhile are fooled. But eventually, even the landscape will change form. September, you are a transitional introducer, a wanton seducer. "September, The Seductress" was inspired by a newspaper article.
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September, The Seductress

September, you are a wanton seducer.
A transitional introducer.

In the morning, your breath is cool.
In the afternoon, your fingers are sunshiny warm.
It is all a ruse,as you work at making me the fool.
Seducing me, with your alluring,sunny form.

You promise children,new beginnings at school.
Like bees, they enter in a swarm.
Wondering whether the clothes they wear are "cool".
It is important they conform.

Blackberries still on the vine, even though the nights are getting cool.
Lull one into forgetting about the coming storms.
Visitors and residents for awhile are fooled.
But eventually, even the landscape will change form.

September, you are a transitional introducer,
a wanton seducer.

"September, The Seductress" was inspired by a newspaper article.