nightly chill

the cool wind outside shattering leaves
winding its way around the dew on our skin

goosebumps rise

tongues press on harder tasting pleasing words
the cool moist skin melting into warm moist heat

slow motion fall colors blur
moans and smiles in reds, browns, yellows, and gold

when the winter snow comes
the heat will melt your sun

and my present will be your present