You.

Once back to back
we swivel to meet
cheek to cheek
in an unlit place

By effort of earth
and travelling light
we see the rotund
tracks of our trip

Long, precipitous,
sometimes endless
plains and green
slowly rusting to
a robust Fall

Dawn drags the soft lilt
of a temperate tune
like a flip of a coin
so enduring
and also mired
in furrows of concern

What neatly
nature lays
Also, mischief
displays itself
in winters ices
and wordy silence

With you, ivy
climbs its mottled
pace, serenly
and allows itself
to display
the kinks of time