Captured

Captured
by jsenn

I want to capture the essence

of the first fall winds cooling the land
in warm quilts I spread across our bed.

of the taste of snowflakes on the tongue
in your warm breath whispered against my skin,
the quiver you feel in my kiss.

of sparkling ice melting in the morning sun
in the fluid touch of your hands across my body.

of leaves twirling downward to caress the earth
in candlelit shadows, yours and mine, commingled as one.

Joy Senn
11/27/2002