Friday, July 29, 2011

A Seasonal Affair

There is something special about
a summer day
that adorns itself in autumn's clothing.

It will wear the wind like a melancholic perfume,
leaving its fragrance dancing gently in the leaves of all trees.

There is a silence
There is a sadness
There is a slowness-
almost like a funerary waltz.

Yes, the summer will slide on autumn's dress,
and will play pretend-
dreaming of being and envying that season,
for the summer is in love with the winter
and autumn will always be closer
and more near to him
than she can ever be.