Past Our Season (collab with hiraeth)

You break through morning light,
like a forgotten dream coming to
the tip of one’s tongue; how did I
paint you this time?

Was I generous with the oranges,
reds and yellows, or did I fixate on
finding you somewhere between
aegean and indigo?

I named you autumn…

Your shades were still warm,
and the way you stole colors
was your best charm,

but now does winter look better
on you?

The sky is no longer on fire;
you’ve stolen the kindling
a long time ago but we both
knew- we’ve been starving
for warmth for months.

How am I to reconcile the
inevitable darkness with
loneliness now, both in
battle to permanently
eclipse me?

Will I ever get used to
the cold?

Will I share a home with
the migratory birds?

But I know if I sail with
them, you’ll hunt me down
as your final prey, in front of
the sun that you bestowed
as your willing witness.

Only then - your clouds
will cast their spell.

**Collab with hiraeth:
https://www.poems-and-quotes.com/poets/507104