Love Poem: Le Givre
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Written by: Andrew Delapruch

Le Givre

spreading itself over the land 
as a miniscule sort of nano-sheet of ice,
nature’s cold wet cough spatters itself 
all over what one sees when the rub the sleepy stuff
from the eyes---
that first look outside on an early september morn
reveals that summer is finally on its way out &
the colder times are upon us---
those who love the autumn days
those who love the winter nights
those who are ready to bulk up & drink warm cider,
hot chocolate &
spent hours by the fireplace
or outside enjoying the change that has come,
relish in the beauty of that first frost---
walk outside & breathe in the sheer beauty 
of a crisp frozen air
slowly killing off everything in its path 
and gearing up for the months of
dormancy
which nature allows 
in order to bring the romantic spring & orgasm ridden
summer---
enjoying it all is part of the job called
human.