October

I write you a gift 

A silken morning

Hemmed with 

Soft edges 

Frayed corners 

Sure fingers 

Follow the feel 

of the thread 

Your eyes creased 

by distant sun 

You tell me 

a velvet evening 

Sewn with stars 

Edges folded neatly 

Into tucked corners 

Tongues slide into the gaps 

Your evening unravels 

Into my morning 

Love lingers in the shadows