Autumnal Rumblings (another Equinox poem)

so
much
pleasure
riding along
these wicked winds.



so much
to happen.




so much




time.

twisting turn
as the shadows fall.

turn and a twist
and feel
again
that light kiss
of dusk
upon these lips.

seduced
with your witching ways.

the coming dark
shall
reveal your light.
and I burn,

devoured,

by your soul’s delight