Baltic

Warm apples
Caramel sticky
October sky
Orchard trees
Love, love, love
Of the highest degree

Tenderness
Warmth
Endearment
Soft skin, soft soft
A scent of beauty on the lips

Hills are green
But winter approaches
The last rays of summer love
Spread to those around us
In preparation
For our hibernation
Our winter

I'll see you in the spring