Seasonal Cravings

Autumn has come and I’m craving you 
I want crisp white bed-sheets
your piercing brown eyes & hip length red hair

when I think of you, the poetry pours out of me
it’s been forever since our worlds have collided
but that week is immortalised in my memory

I want to be under your spell again
swim in your ocean 
avoid the part where I come up for air again

temporary lovers? Yes
but you’ll never know 
how much that week meant to me
the great British summer has departed & taken you with it