Sunday, October 18, 2015 6:20 PM
Now comes the cold that drives we lovers together
Snuggling through the chilly nights of Fall
How fond the memory of warmth that I remember
While bitter winds outside the window call
The gold and ruby colored leaves like burning feathers
Glow like the passion into which we fall
Th’Indian Summers of the late September
Are carried in our hearts through Autumn’s pall.
O ember mine, whose touch I feel so molten,
I yearn to bask in while the screaming gales
Throughout the night bring ice across the vales
While we two merge like metal melted golden
So in the darkness our hot light prevails.
[by Xper Dunn October 18th, 2015]