Upside of down

a little shadow creeps with growing goals as autumn falls,

and the mood of twilight expands to night's dour glare,

but there in lights absence are the mysteries of wonder,

the uncertainty of discovery,

a kiss of passion in the dark,

the ease with which to see a spark,

as winter's blanket bundles around this scape

gravity will call us towards the weight of light in each others eyes.

S.K.W.