Seasons In Three Stages

(Lighting Up The Dark)

Let me into the arms
as warm as sunshine.
Fill my body with life,
spreading, consuming
limb to weary limb,
lighting up the dark;
my vacant soul.

(Summer Love)

Shower these flowers
that could bloom
amid the weedy field.

Separate me from the mesh,
a dying sea.
Let my tongue
taste your radiance.

A drink divine;
my mouth, watered,
yearns for so much more,
at the sight of your eyes
and nourishing lips.

(Wait For Snow)

Tender droplets of dew
lick the Autumn leaves,
         scattered upon my lawn.           
          

A bare tree,
swiped of its fruit,
can bear no more,
until another season.

It's time.
My heart dormant,
I cast my eyes
through the patient window
and wait for snow.  
         

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