Leave Love for Another Day

A short poem

Just for today,

Can we pretend we’ve just met

Or have been forever friends?

On that October day

Of many Autumns, can we smell

Red and yellow, dewdrops losing their way?

Can we paint the rustling of the leaves

In the moment

In our heads?

Can we cradle the orange rain?

( Umbrellas are for fools )

Can we be? can we shout out “yeah”?

Can we strip ourselves of love,

of law,

limitations,

imitations

we’ve been fed?

Can we be Maples, Oaks, and Sassafras

Breathing with each and every cell?

Can we be, see, feel, venture

Can we save love for another day?