insistent on sandals

toes freeze

as fall descends


I grasp summer’s

heat, the way it radiates



pale tepid sun

beckons socks and sweaters –



I wrote a poem

about yearning

tried to pull you into me


like sun on skin

sinking deep in pores

worked to overwhelm


your coyness

you stayed like

a sweater worn casually


for a time then the

armour – wool socks to my

bare, painted toes


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