SEPTEMBER

Whispers over soft terrain

And summer breeze skin

Meander furrowed pages

Of stories held therein.

Missed kisses and velvet

Bestrewn to fallow ground

Discovered wishes burgeon

And savour Nature’s sound

Shadows creep and overlap

With every nod and sigh

As rays feign behind a veil

Of inky blue and lie.

Autumnal breath upon the nape

Is all that promise allows.

As Midsummer dies for love,

The falling leaves abound.

©KizWiz

September 2013