Wind and frost carves
Countlessly, silently
Meander along the timber
String together
Pearls of November
Echo the waves
of mercury atlas
ever-changing
and the pavements
of silver reflections
ever-blurring
Mirror sparkles and streams
of shivering lights afar

A whistle of a train leaving station
A stillframe of illunimation
A scent of deep autumn
A taste of earth burn
A burst of desire
A touch of you