Autumn of former days Autumn 2012 - revised June 2016

What time we have to spend together now
Calls us to fond remembrance of our past,
Of golden days beneath a fostering sun
In southern splendour or north's milder clime,
Of languid nights under a silver moon,
High in a sky wiped clear by evening rain
When breezes swept your hair and woke desire
In former days of youth's exuberance,
Turning our gaze from heaven to rapt eyes
Where depths of passion welled in mutual trust
And joined two hearts as one in love's embrace.