Lost in New Jersey

October is a knowing smile

Carried in a hot kiss embrace 

in a parking lot 

after both travelled far to meet

October is full of  Summerʼs last warmth

Longer nights and bright morning coffees

Wine and summer sausage and late night whiskeyʼd conversations 

October is shining trees witnessing a love walking the boardwalk

pausing to play old pinball games

Remembering our youth

October is all that fire caught in the leaves as they swept into your hair

Itʼs a lunar eclipse, a tight room, a place welded in time and heart 

October is you.