once in October,
although it still carries
with it a handful of sunshine
to keep us warm for the
remainder of the year,
to make room
one for another
in each other.
Love could hurry us
from this day to the next,
but I’m not sure
if I could fill the gap
of your absence
until so many Fridays
would tell me
that I need to call your name
the rest of the week
as well.
