Autumn Thoughts in the Darkness

The full moon cresting the horizon,
red to orange to gold then silver,
a crispness in the air, a bit cooler,
as the breeze elicits a shiver.

Leaves crunch underfoot,
as Pegasus flies across the sky,
each star an exquisite diamond,
shining through the atmosphere.

Suddenly the smell of leaf smoke
touches my nose, leaving me longing,
smores and hot chocolate and a blanket,
snuggled up with my wife.

Memories taste like candy, 
as a smile of trick or treaters
like the walking dead,
haunts my thoughts.

A change of winds direction,
cinnamon, allspice, and nutmeg,
the neighbor baking,
thanksgiving will soon be here.

I sit back in the porch swing, 
clear my mind of thought,
and just enjoy the early darkness,
as summer fades away.