Autumn Wind

Autumn Wind A rushing stranger, pushing a door Freezing fingertips, embracing my pore We meet face to face, lifting every tendril of my limp hair, numbing my ear You continue.. Poking through my knitted beanie Groaning around my scarfed nape Wedging in on my unbuttoned down Swaying up my reluctant sequined gown You never stop Trickling into my sweatered arms Disarming my unpretentious charm Pausing over my bounding pulse Coursing along my stiffened spine Autumn wind why such persistence? You invade my frail defense Here I am cursing you instantly As I walk through the way Where you careen tremendously..