Finally my month has arrived!
He is here.
All orange and black, and festive in his gloomy way!
My month.
My husband.
My bringer of winter.
My caramelized apple. My cotton candy.
I'm finally breathing easier in his cool embrace.
I learn new ways to ride around him.
With him.
Alone.
My month is finally here ...
...and you ... are finally gone ...
