• heart My Beloved, My Seasons heart

    She is like the seasons.
    Ever changing in their course.
    The kindled warmth of her touch,
    Is like summer’s arrival.
    Like the scorched afternoon blaze,
    Her presence burns the air.
    With the stroke of her hair,
    Seasons change from summer to fall.
    For her alleviating hair flows gently,
    Like leaves rustling
    In fall’s soft breeze.
    With eyes as dazzling
    As those autumn leaves.
    She shifts the seasons
    From fall to winter.
    For her radiant eyes
    Reveal true innocence.
    A virtue as pure
    As the settled snow.
    With a kiss from her lips,
    Winter ripens to spring.
    For her desired kiss
    Revives my aching heart.
    Like buds blooming brightly,
    Graced by the loving sun.
    Her coveted smile
    Enthralls my void,
    And forever more
    My carnality will be atoned.

    Oh seasons, why must you
    Keep me yearning?
    As long as your timeless course
    is left untouched.
    My lascivious attraction
    Towards you will last forever.

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