An Autumn We’ll Forget

some weeks ago we stopped
a thimble in the road for baskets of sweet peppers
chucked in the backyard
bleeding sheets and stems from gooseberries

a walk to the sand no longer felt warm
with a pink tinted cheek we embraced for our ever

listen to the chimes from the ivory
as we meet through the must of a candle lit basement
lace and love to dawn
the clock does tick, but time moves no more

wrinkled fingers from washing teacups
feel the grass hug your toes with
tenderness as you're showered with tears
nothing is long enough
as we are ever

a breeze
brushes us though our cosmic fields

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