Autumn - by Tisha

Darkness falls, each evening..

Your image appears in my mind

in the dwindling light;
in delicious feelings of elation,
or in painful loneliness.

The sky painted in bright colours,
temporarily brightens my spirits,
but night falls without fail;
quiet, dark, sober,
covering my soul

with blankets of October.

The nights are longer,

the days shorter.

Trees are orange and gold,

preparing for the long, dark cold.

But I search your beloved image,

to fill my soul with joyous delight.

I imagine...

Your presence;

the aroma of your skin;

your voice in tender refrain;

your tender touch;

your sensual lips

in kisses divine,

like precious, mature wine.

Come to me , my love,

fulfill my deep desire,

embrace my soul

with the music of your being,

in perfect harmony.

Photo by Tisha