Prosody of Emotions by Jude Kyrie

There is a change to rhythm of the light 
Is it something about the leaves?
Changing from green to golden red
Or a pencil line of black
edging the flowers petals.

The untimely change of a break
In the summer weather chilling winds
Frosted air bringing lace curtain 
Crystals to the kitchen windows.
You had been as frosty to me of late. 

I have craved warmth to the point
of leaving you like the summer
was leaving..
But I walked into the kitchen 
And you smiled at me at last.

Lifting me up your arms 
Light as the laced frost.
Holding onto me as tight as the
tangled clematis in our garden.
And the prosody of emotions
Colored like a kaleidoscope.

At last, I thought
Poetry that I can understand.