À bientôt

À bientôt

Again, my love
we kiss and part
as leaves drop
on a carpet of grass
that gave such sweet
aromatic tinge to air.

Yet, perhaps
an Indian Summer,
shall have us trailing
spaghetti strands of dreams,
sweet kisses in
the shortening hours.

A frisson of excitement,
between boats and cars,
replacing slates
and building roofs,
my woodpecker thoughts
as I tap into depths.

I long too to see the
twilight hours,
hear the crackle of firewood,
watch a film, partake
of some libation,
perhaps créme de calva ~

We'll put the daisies to bed
and patch our walls
with mud and leaves,
steep ourselves in hope
and wish, just a little wish
on the evensong of summer.

À bientôt



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Written on 2012-08-24 at 20:43

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Romantic and rich with the startling and original images that you're so good at. 'My woodpecker thoughts' is delightful and unique--could have been a good title for a journal.

I'm already a bit blue about saying a bientot to the summer, but then again it will return soon enough.

William
2012-08-25