The Fall

It  is the fall
and I need heat and coffee

papers and ink

and your face!

It is the fall

I will invite you to

an autmun dinner

and your face will be

hugged by the fall and the moon

Do you know that the fall

become more prosaic

since I met you!

It is the fall
and my candles will be lit

near to my rock chair

and the sad night

It is the fall!

2008