A Reminder 

winter is coming
feel his fingers
slide
down, across and
through, I remind
myself.
frost, yes,
changes
how he’d feel on me.
I mustn’t forget
my soul hums
in autumn’s breeze.

24 thoughts on “A Reminder 

  1. What a gorgeous poem, Audrey. Reminds me of when I lived in snowy states, watching the first snowfall of the year, feeling both invigorated and also a bit locked in. The photo is true art – what an eye you have.

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