cold november rain
dark and early depressing
i remember sun bright and warm

there's someone of eye fire and feminine i love
so lithe and ripe
a light in sharp brilliance

and her man makes her ill with joy
intensity such happiness
how could i ever dare challenge

yet she in her feminine the feminine way
offered me her penchant for complication
i love too much to have dared acknowledge

now it's cold in november's rain
she's rightly travelled on
yet i still compare them all to her

it's going to be difficult
my betrayal
but i must move on too

Ovid's remedia amores cures for love
a hard journey
but i can't be november forever