Autumn

Missing you in Venicewhen you didn’t comeand now there’s no way you can comeMissing you in another countrySunlight drips into every window thereA melancholy I can’t articulateis like the tide chanting softly at the estuaryMissing you in an unfamiliar placemy dreams travel alonepassing through alleys interwoven with memoriesMissing you in Venicein that placid dense autumnI seem to have caught a slight fever