Autumn

We walked for what seemed like hours, through latent vanilla skies and chocolate sundae sunsets, a subtle harmonisation of colours saturated in love. Caramel clouds eluded touch, as each fleeting step felt closer to home. Maybe I’ll never know what made you reach out towards the sun, a promise long forgotten, or distant dreams of redemption painted by hand. Empathy and affinity interlaced like autumn’s falling leaves… tomorrow never felt so far away.

(October 2005)

River Hunt