Seasons of Love
Love burst into my life, so soothing and so unsuspecting,
on a warm spring day.
Our emotions of words were soft and tender,
they caressed together with such longing in our eyes ,
and basking in the radiance of our smiles.
Velvet raindrops stroked our eager pulsating flesh
and it set free our bridled arousing passions.
Our summer love was voracious so all consuming,
Its lushness permeated our very existence ,
this tropical body heat of urgent surrender .
Surging fire , climbing fierce like a sweltering sun
submission upon our glistening bodies ,
with the sudden fury of a sensuous thunderstorm .
Glorious Days and exquisite nights of rapture ,
we spent ourselves with spasms of ecstacy ,
we were united and inseparable.
Autumns whispers witnessed cooler changes,
her fruit of her passion had ripened first ,
while mine had been slower to mature.
Still there were times our desires were intoxicating ,
our blood quickened with waves of tantalizing rhythmn of summer past.
Such contentment we both knew was supplanted now
by our restlessness that lingered in our minds and hearts
With Winters blast, this love came with cruel ,
harsh, unforgiving weapons words,
our passion lived no longer,
just the feeble gloomy rays of December .
A'las our love has died with only its essence that lingers,
broken and empty like the summer cicada shell.
Withering falling leaves and fading love are so very much alike ,
still clinging , lifelessly , to the chosen barren tree
* Our love was very sacred ... Not profane *
Could the purest sentiments,once again capture this enthralling love
in the precious arms of lifes dance ,
could those emotional feelings survive another spring?
I wait and I wonder
~A Ponygirl Design~