Summer held such promise
no one could deny
they felt more positive and carefree
hope would fill their eyes,
Whenever Summer was around them
with her light and warming glow
they would always crave her company
she left them wanting more.
Only Summer didn't care for them
their adoration made her weak.
She couldn't wait to be away from them
and all the naked, pale physiques.
You see Summer longed for Winter
he was her one and only love.
She'd never met or felt his cooling gaze
she'd only heard the stories of
days and nights filled with wonder
at the splendours he could bring.
Yes, Summer dreamt of Winter
she was tired of following Spring.
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In The Name Of Love
Poetry"Come inside this heart of mine, feel the beat to the poets rhyme, words they tumble, spilling pain, tales of woe or love, again." Poems about love, good and bad, real and imagined, sometimes beautiful, sometimes dark but always, always, from the...
