November to December.

Ember
     Of the burning
        soul –
My beloved
            dark blue
November that snuggled up to December
                     with his cold
                      wet cheek.
Lapping
       the shine
           of the earth,
Inhaling the drizzle
       of the Northern air.
Watching
        the condition
              from inside:
Touching,
        spirit to a spirit,
          the Creation of life.