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| A thinker | Jan 26 2014, 11:29 PM Post #1 |
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Their longevities are the mirrors of man's existence Hot, heated, drying, growing -- beautiful and apparently kind The love affair is cooled in mediation of -- what shall it be said "the" or "a" or simply Fall Cold, crippled, dormant, waiting for re-birth -- akin to beauty and out right cruel Knowing of the past and histories is not just happenstance Summer beckons, jests and flutters in youthful and playful innocence with the wind Destiny and fate hold hands to be an example for these two Winter pounces after her trying to intimidate and claim her to appease apparent raw emotions in a constant swirl Present presides as eternal judge and mentor She births unexpected joy and renewal of their desired union Unknown it is not of the repetitive cycle of many moons of thrust and parry He remains in wait for sustenance to claim her as his bride Balance blocks her beauty and the his boldness to their desired bond to prevent the blood of repetitive bounty Her gift is known not by her as a present not given to him rather it simply exists -- essence of her presence Future generations instinctively love and conquer like their forefathers His actions are respected yet not welcomed -- replacement of the old for the new Conclusions are for the narrow minded, who thinks of an end are blissfully naïve Summer waits for him in fields of flowing flowering love Simplistic this appears, a cyclic tragedy remains Winter hibernates his thoughts of desiring for her touch, the breach of easement bars a barely beating heart In memory of Summer's Love and Winter's passionate desire for her. Nay mention of the fourth Spring, ahh yes, this is the cupid to the eternal love affair -- one thought I forgot, cruelty of the love arrow is hardest to script. Echoes from the harsh Winter to his out of reach beautiful Summer We hear his eternal call to her . . . . I love you Now one empathizes with Winter's never ending coldness Fore to have love constantly out of arm's reach yet forever seeing it Outward bursts of blizzards are his cold cries for her warming love Summer smiles not in joy rather that he is constantly there She understands and reflects heat to burn her sorrow Her pain evaporates as dew on her forehead They do not have the luxury of mankind to say adieu Fore their love is eternally sought in the seasons I dare say it bodes well not for mankind witnessing that their desire is bout to end. . . . Look men, cupid has fall in it's site and their roles are almost complete for their presences are seen of short in present times Summer and Winter are about to finally be able to hold hands and kiss. You think their on going eternal affair is a tragedy Wait for the universal calamities of their union The day is close when man is soon to say, "I can remember the good ole days when cupid shadowed fall." |
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