the season brushes through me
crisp like the night
I fell with you
delightful gray skies
full of promises
we knew we'd never keep...
'with' is a great word...perfect for the moment you portray.
Nicely done, you've captured the essence of the moment beautifully. Many developing poets write tons without saying as much as this.
thanks for the support. I've just been in a long long funk and am trying to start writing something again...
We are all eager for you to get back on the horse, considering the years of interesting stuff you've posted here.
Peter, you're too kind.