On today's episode of Shameless Self Promotion:

Love or Otherwise


You are the smell of rain,
the spiced breeze,
the apple-tang fog,
the strange, familiar scratch of wool,
the bitter note of wood-fire smoke, 
the sound of leaves,
the red-gold pallet.

You are the autumn damp through my window.

You are all these things,
whether I am in love or
otherwise.


--by Me


I know it isn't Autumn (although the weather says differently), but I like this poem (even if saying so toots my own horn). I fell in love, once, in Autumn...