I can feel it,
there is foggy horizon,
yet the looming notice,
a knowledge seems in my heart,
our heart,
Soft is this autumn night,
a fireplace,
clothes of comfort,
would that I might
know her
state of mind
in the moonlight.
I know I yearn,
for eyes, a smile and conversation,
I desire so much,
beyond the normalcy of
what it is we might now know,
today,
under the gaze of a
Hunter’s Moon.
© Scott F Savage 2019
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