Waiting for the coolness to envelope me.
The leaves to change and to leave me.
I want the sweet surrender of sweatshirt weather.
The cozy nook of reading in tiny spaces with the steam of tea warming me.
I want the sun to set real low, making everything appear yellow.
I want jeans and jackets, your jeans and jackets.
The closeness in a crowd.
The silent company of getting together and just being.
I want the change in time, the change in mind.
Craving the falling fall to fall right into us all.