Yellow and Red

Last night I dreamt
of yellow and red
Orange grinned
where our paths met

We walked quite a way
We talked and we sang
Your laughter like bells
chimed as it rang

The surrounding air
was sprinkled with mist
Coated with warmth,
contentment and bliss

Your hand in mine
was like the sun on the snow,
melting away
the bittersweet cold

But the heat leaves my hand,
rising back to the sky
Ending my dream
Opening my eyes

And so I sit up in bed
with the memory of a grin
wishing to dream
of orange leaves again





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