your warm touch
awakens sleeping desire
beneath a new moon
enfold me in your embrace,
protection in the night chill
something old,
something blue and something new—
Yes, I do!
brisk autumn winds carry
the scent of chrysanthemums
on a starry night
we sip wine by candle light—
celebration!
my new life is vigorous,
no longer desolate
by a forest path,
the wonder of color
on valley trees
like children we frolic
in leaves from a red maple
united, soulful—
delight in bright, sunny days
a cloudless blue sky
oh, wonder, this brave new world,
these hours, the last of autumn
