Cup Of Poems

03

ocean curl is the way i see thy hair;
droplet of blood is how red is thy lip.
trodden sand, it's thou, complexion's a fair;
shall i tell more? wait, let me take a sip.

spring of selfless love is where we began,
sprouting hearts have a smile engraved within.
the heighten heat of the summers' sun span
made our almost a lifetime fondness win.

dull leaves carried by the wind to the sea;
rumors, issues whisper into my ear.
water's frozen, as time i wish to be.
melting snowflakes-you quit lingering here.

you who stayed at the dawn of this season
had left at midnight without a reason.