Autumn Poem by Ivona Sophia

One autumn, with more drizzle
Than any other,
Your voice cast a spell over me
Unexpectedly close
With my hand at the door
Unsure if I should walk in
Or wait
Let the last raindropp fall
From an umbrella, cloudy like the sky.

In the air heated with the warmth
Of your room
And a lamp with a green shade
Under a knitted blanket,
Sipping tea with honey
I will allow you t take away
The rest of the cold
With a shuddering chill
On my skin.