A gorgeous autumn afternoon,

seeing the leaves begin to turn,

their vibrant colors seducing eyes.

We could walk a distance today,

holding hands, waiting for smiles.

If ever holding on to our peace,

thinking one time solo endeavors.

Would all of our lovely days,

be found along the trail’s edge.

There is that concept of truth

holds back our willingness alone.

In sight of others we seek a look,

suggests to everyone a motive,

when left isolated with anxiety,

all we want is our own stability.

In every action the human sees

our condition, our need to thrive.