Leaves rustle,
Autumn’s breath,
Creaking floors and doors

The heat of the fire,
Blanketing my cheeks and nose,
From the crisp, cool winds of the season

Falling like embers,
Flakes of spice,
Coffee scented rooms
The crinkling of pages,
Old books

Childish games,
Messing with spirits unknown,
My love for this month of moments, Unwavering.