Automn opens her eyes ever so
Slightly; earth toned irises within
The green mirror of a summer
Dozing off, her awakening reflected
In human breath now visible upon
Chilled evening air, and
Lovers' fingers seeking closer
Shelter within the shared
Pockets of each other.
You ask what the doctor said,
But I have sweeter fish to fry
Than worry; such sensations
As the way your skin is the
Softest I have ever felt against
My own surface of scars and hair,
And how I'm looking forward to
October auburns, bronzes, yellows
And sepias. All in contrast to the
Whites and magnolias of the
Winter that follows their blossom,
And the excuses the coldness
In their wake presents to lean
Closer. Huddle up. Warm hands
Under garments, share blankets
With the least innocent of
Intentions. I love the subzeros.
Frost. Goosebumps receding under
A kiss. And another. And another.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 10:58 AM UTC
Automn opens her eyes ever so
Slightly; earth toned irises within
The green mirror of a summer
Dozing off, her awakening reflected
In human breath now visible upon
Chilled evening air, and
Lovers' fingers seeking closer
Shelter within the shared
Pockets of each other.
You ask what the doctor said,
But I have sweeter fish to fry
Than worry; such sensations
As the way your skin is the
Softest I have ever felt against
My own surface of scars and hair,
And how I'm looking forward to
October auburns, bronzes, yellows
And sepias. All in contrast to the
Whites and magnolias of the
Winter that follows their blossom,
And the excuses the coldness
In their wake presents to lean
Closer. Huddle up. Warm hands
Under garments, share blankets
With the least innocent of
Intentions. I love the subzeros.
Frost. Goosebumps receding under
A kiss. And another. And another.
