Autumn leaves
warm and mellow
Like your presence
filling up the spaces
A slight chill creeps up
tingling..sharp
The pang of absence
The joy of waiting
A tawny-hued shawl
knit with remembrances
keeps the winter at bay
Fragrant white blossoms
litter the concrete paths
I inhale in deeply
A sudden sweetness
A balmy evening
golden and soft
like the touch of your words
Let winter come in then..
A fire lights my soul.
