Gorgeous, it all comes down to seasons. Why couldn't you be Autumn? Hell, even Winter? No, instead, you are that time of the year that symbolizes what I can't have. And just look at you.. all golden brown, soooo warm from that damn ball of flame in the sky.. yeah, intoxicating, you gorgeous thing.. but such a tease! Ok, better get outta here before you start changing my mind. Wait, do I really? Yes, dammit, yes! Goodbye!