a chilly morning in my
more permanent town
it has been raining
today the yellow
and orange scattering
of autumn will
be inside flickering
from the fireplace
there is a place
that dreams of
your heat and licking
the spark of flames
that dances on your flesh
and me lapping up
the flicker from
freckle to freckle
that is joy
of autumn
well, that is not today
but todays image
will someday be
devoured with tenderness