a day out and about
shopping in the gloom
no sun to guide me
just the buzz of people
and the call of home
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From My Letter Series – A Letter to Virginia in Autumn
My dearest Virginia —
The air is crisp and cool tonight
not fevered as nights’ past
I smell Autumn and long for you —
I remember the last time
we walked together
your dress
of yellow, orange and flame red
swished in the late afternoon air
I could have watched you forever
dancing along the beaten trails
We sat and scattered our lunch
among the browning leaves —
with bellies bloated, we stretched out
your bronze head rested upon my chest
I gazed into the filtered sunlight
and thought
there could be no better life than this
O Virginia!
I miss your curves and valleys
my fingers dipping into your silky lakes
bathing in your scent of pine and redbud
caressing shivered slate ridges —
my arms ache to embrace
your harvest
where you give, give
your bounty in abundance —
Such passion I’ve never known since
Sweet love —
if I could but see you again
feel your laughter against my skin
taste the Autumn rain upon your lips
Surely that would sustain me —
As I gaze up into the filtered sunlight
leaves beginning to blush
I think of you, My sweet Virginia —
these Oklahoma Autumns are sun-dusted
and barren
compared to you
Call me home, Virginia!
I am brown leaves, parched —
Call me home!
the frigid chill of Winter is so near
O Virginia –
if I could have just one sip
from your maple-dripping lips
I could live once more
I could live
© 2013 Lori Carlson