the burning ember

the eve of a november night,

catch a flight through a summer dream.

observe the sight seen through a summer screen

coated by a polish and sheen preserving the light in between.

let's coast care-free across these reservoirs of memories worth toasting to.

but as the daylight draws short and near, find yourself a reason to stay alive with cheer.

in the season where we see the sun less, let's not digress and hibernate away all that self progress.

while you flip through it all, book a trip into your fall.  flop back to recall the magic you remember. 

it was only the beginning of september since you last felt those burning embers of summer.