Weather cools
and clouds roll in
as long summer
finally breaks
and blue skies
are concealed
the air clearing
of wildfire smoke
as raindrops fall
and the world
is cleansed
of the cloying
touch
of summer’s
tenuous grip
I don’t want
to fold in
on myself
and curl close
into a tight bud
alone
and scared
but instead
wish to unfurl
and let you see
all of me
to the very core
and claim me
yours
Clouds dance
like waves
rippling along
a surface
of rich blue
as rising sun
flirts with
horizon’s edge
not yet ready
to crest
and burn away
the seafoam
of the sky
Secrets lie
buried
in dark petals
and hidden
niches
and as we
turn our faces
up to the sun
only the pieces
still
in shadow
show the truth
of who we
really are
I long for time
with you
where bristled jaw
grazes
smooth flesh
and creates
burns of pink
on creamed coffee
with each nuzzle
and scrape
until I am left
breathless
and aching
for more
I love the cold
and wet and gray
and when the fog
rolls in
to swallow the world
I ache
to sit on the shore
and watch
all that I cannot see
and feel
the kiss of autumn
brush against
my face
and say
Hello