Deep October
Would you deny me yet one more day
of blissful colors as breezes sway,
or wouldst thou give me a glistening hour,
this earthly paradise to devour?
For mine desire rises strong and heady,
the cold of winter soon made ready,
to eke out yet one more spiced afternoon,
one more kiss under a harvest moon.
A few more steps midst fallen arbor,
the last hurrah before safe harbor,
this last golden promise to keep,
before the world drifts into sleep.
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