your eyes sing to me of spring while your smile promises summer my hands trace autumn upon your flesh while we huddle in winter’s embrace i give to you my solstice my brightest days my darkest nights you give to me your equinox as your love transitions the seasons in my mind
i’ve been winter for so long now, freezing with my lack of emotion i’ve forgotten the kiss of summer began to dread the healing of spring, resenting the sprouting blossoms of green greedy to keep all around me coated with ice reminiscing of autumnal decay no way to live in stasis, in perpetual mourning, fearing […]
spring is the soul of a child the world around awakens to a sense of immortality
winter is the soul of lost lovers the virginal snow like the shroud on a corpse
autumn is the soul of a poet hanging from the branches of a gnarled bare tree
she wears an arboreal cloak leaving bits of red and yellow in her wake littering the ground with memories of laughter in the sun she turns the lights off early maybe to hide the fact she will soon be nude awaiting her fresh white blanket under fluffy gray remorse
your love is like spring you sweep in and the earth comes to life at your every glance your gentle touch i thrived under your rains your love for me is the promise of better days to come and shedding layers of clothes as the winds turn warm sprouted from my hidden lair under the […]
the leaves fell like pieces of time across the still damp sidewalk gently falling reminders of the world still turning the now naked branches rattling in the wind skeletal hands reaching out once vibrant now gray with longing the verdant sky gone amber then bare now a desolate memory of what was once and will […]
your love is like spring you sweep in and the earth comes to life at your every glance your gentle touch i thrived under your rains your love for me is the promise of better days to come and shedding layers of clothes as the winds turn warm sprouted from my hidden lair under the […]
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