winter snows arrive too soon
and blast the heart with artic wind
why let our souls become bereft
of some small boon of comfort?
of serene summer afternoon strolls
on jasmine covered riverbanks
of conversations on subjects
only poets would dare to broach
hands held, arms entwined
specter of a disapproving world
unable to enter our closed circle
winter snows too soon extinguish
the blazing fires of summer love
why deny ourselves embraces
and tender moonlight kisses
the kind that softly whisper
“i understand and love you anyway”?
travel the world, love many others
but you will never again find
this unpretentious merging of souls
this reality that breathes life
into eternal fantasy revived in time
Those winter's snows can't extinguish blazing fires that never were left to ignite. Monogamous swans will die alone even if they never found their other half...
Maybe better that way.
Absolutely beautiful...the downy in your quill is so very captivating of this subject, Belle...you always write the most lasting lines...lines I remember...one thing more, the staying power of your quill is eternal...
Love,
Sage
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on August 14, 2008
Oh my,beautiful writing sweet lady,please be well and safe always...Hugsss
As the first frost of winter kisses the last green grass of summer we will warm our souls in each other's eyes. I havent' the foggiest idea where that came from but it was what came to mind after reading your poem.
hugs
Fee
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the blazing fires of summer love
How sadly true for many, La Belle.
If the heart is warm and true. All seasons will shine through. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
Maybe better that way.
Georg
Love,
Sage
hugs
Fee
Newfie Hugs, Rose
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D