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as a cool change pushes its way
through a slowly dying desert landscape
I feel the same cold front traveling
the darkening recesses of my soul

 I know when you and I
are in this place of ambivalence
the summer of my heart
always begins to turn towards autumn

and I just don’t know
if I can hole up for another
long and uncertain winter

as leaves begin to turn
a vivid red-orange
  at season’s true end
before fading to brown
 and taking that final descent
from their warm summer host

I wonder if that will be us this time
free falling into that place
where all dreams go to die
as we both let go
because we simply
don’t know what else to do

or will we both keep
dreaming of a white winter
one of whispered love things
hanging amorous from chilly rafters
keeping us both warm
on those long cold nights
within the reality of
just how real our love truly is

©LadyRaine