How can she be so cruel
to sweep me away
and leave me alone
as autumn sings her funeral song
This longing that within me aches
to wrap myself in summer’s arms
as spring set forth to wipe away
the sleep
that formed
upon
my eyes
Then she came by summer breezes
flowing through
her gown of white
and I knew that I loved her
through her warmth
she held
me tight
Embraced by love eternal
lover of mine,
I
cannot
let
go
the end of summer is my madness
her arms are chilled
as sleep
enfolds me
By KF Mosca
Copyright © 2012
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