Autumnal
Yesterday has passed,
today I shall rise and dream,
let mourning stars fade.
Some flowers may wilt,
Yet fragrance remains when skies-
bleed cantaloupe hope.
Ruby crowned kinglets,
croon and rest on bleak brown shrubs,
as rays of autumn-
swiftly glide amongst,
peridot promises wrapped
in crisp memories.
But when ink comes as
wind-swept secrets tumbling in,
russet streaks of sun,
I'll stretch honey dipped
fingers, to sketch your saffron,
name across twilight.
Maybe dance of leaves,
and flurry hues would define,
unseen tomorrows.
As weightless amber,
carries warm crimson kisses,
Sealed in spiced silence.
So when rosy moon
returns amidst silver clouds
sing sweet songs of love.
You and I, we are-
poetry woven in red,
beneath gloaming gold,
painting crystal clear wishes.
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