Lost November Evenings

Lost November Evenings

An abundance of daylight stole our nights. Fireside flickerings fell away like fireflies in the sun. The glimmering moon became less than a luxurious, ocean pearl and more of an ofttimes limpet attached to the sky. The evenings were less subtle for its diminishment. Summertime madness had spread too much for my liking, the sun so unwilling to set had outstayed its welcome. I missed our lost November evenings like I did our love with not a corner of darkness in which to crawl. I prayed for our ebony nights to return. Your return, too.

13 thoughts on “Lost November Evenings

  1. Delightful! Are you missing winter? I’m not, though it’s too hot here. I can cope. I love the summer, not so much the extreme heat, but we can’t always have what we want, can we? I love the long days, the sea and the beach. ๐Ÿ™‚

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