But I breathe.
I hear a sigh escape your lips
As you see the colors too.
As you see the wind pulling the leaves from the trees.
They do their final dance for us.
And they return to the
That nourished them.
Some ride the wind so delicately.
Others seem out of control
As if fighting the pull of gravity.
Ultimately they all fall.
I feel the warmth of your skin
You move closer.
This knowing between us,
It is time to hold each other.
We must let it envelope us
If we are to ever love through winter.
*originally posted November 3, 2015*