Dear September, October kissed me.
Dear September,
October kissed me…and I kissed it back this time. Even though my heart was not into it…I tried opening a bit more and to convince myself to not hold back.
When October kissed me this time…I could see your pale yellow leaves falling and for a long long time, I wanted to be able to hold onto them forever, to never let the paling yellow go, to always remain a little breezy….in the morning, evening and night…but October held on….it wasn’t leaving and even though I tried my best to get free, it held my hands tighter and tighter until all your yellow leaves had fallen to the ground, getting swept by the wind…..October held me until the yellow had turned brown, the trees dried up and the air stark…October held me until my lips dried and my throat got sore…..October held me until winter came and everything got covered with a layer of frost…frozen, we waited for spring…the snow didn’t melt for the next couple months until when a flower bloomed….calling…sending frantic signals for life …October loosened its grip but still didn’t let me go and it only went away when summer came…
I was finally free but waiting for July, to quench my thirst to be able to dance again to feel the chill before thunderstorms……and when July came, all I could think about was to be able to dance with you in the rain again..
Dear September,
October kissed me
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