When leaves of autumn gold fall down,
nights draw in, and cold surrounds,
there is a fire within my heart
that burns away when we’re apart.
And when the wind blows from the north
– it’s icy breath so old and coarse –
through tendril sleep and night so long,
it’s in your arms that I belong.
(c) Darren Hawbrook
Blurred Worlds 
This gave me goosebumps – absolutely beautiful poem!
Hi Virginia, thanks for reading 🙂 Comments like this give me goosebumps and make the effort worthwhile.
I haven’t had much time to give to the blog lately as I’m working on a big project at the minute, but I will get around to writing a response to the Sunshine Award you gave me (seems like) ages ago!
Darren
Beauteous poem. I like how you used the season of fall to describe the love that the speaker feels.
Thanks Kate! Thanks for the comment, and for coming back to read my posts 🙂
How lovely! It has such a flow to it.
Good to see you posting again – I am just adding you to my blogroll so you’ll be easier for me to check in on in future! 🙂
Hi Anne, thanks for the kind words…and for adding me to your blogroll. I’m busy with another project that I hope to rollout on WordPress, either in the new year or (optimistically) sooner, but am managing to keep up with reading the blogs I follow, even if I haven’t been able to post as often. 🙂
Beautiful! Love the ‘tendril sleep’… On this cold, grey, autumn day, it makes me want to stay curled in bed with my husband and not have the world of work and daily matters to attend to…
Hi Amanda! Yes, autumn is definitely the time for snuggling up on those long, cold nights. It’s my favourite time of the year 🙂