October love

Trees so tall their
wind turned branches stroke the air.
leaves still green,
still stretching sunward
will burn red and gold soon.


Wood pigeons cause a flurry
by the birdbath,
as I pass they indicate surprise
with strange cries.
Look up at the sky,
it’s blue again
no clouds.
a silver plane flies north,
are people looking down at us?


If only love made time last
would like this morning
to be longer,
for our turning earth
to pause for a moment.


How dear you are to me.
I stretch my hand
to touch you,
as if you are a leaf
bathed in light.
no shadows on your face,
no shadows in your eyes
but smiling with the beauty
seen by those who love.
Come kiss me now ,my dove.



About Katherine

I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation
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