November Poem

 

You, my Love, are a November poem

Blown in on an exhilarating breeze

My heart's eddy.… spiralling fire-hued leaves

Intoxicated…. you're my opium

Left aching, craving... needing... only you!

But where are you now.. has heart's season

changed?

Tribulation's thunderstorms.. our dreams drained?

Please tell me.. does our love now dissipate?

Was to dare love, hope... deluded, deranged?

Uttered words of "us"... now all that remains?

From fabric of stars... I'd spell out your name

In patchworked nebulas... my love proclaim!

A forever love... throughout time and space

'neath night's blanket, you'd never feel alone

My scribed constellation would keep you warm

For you are imbrued... deep within my bones

Your voice, soul's essence... makes hurt's pain atone

Please don't leave love out... to perish in cold!

When we could have peace... build very own home

Far from December's relentless... snowstorms

So if you want me, my Love... send words on wind

Quell cruel Winter's... creeping doubts of intent

Raise leaves, make Phoenix heart... cyclone again

Make our love's fate, at last breath... not repent

Before our life's clock hands... are all but spent!

© 2022 ~ Violet Moon Poetry both Poem and Narration

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