Four seasons trapped
In baited breeze, the winter caught a spell.
When he was here, it was spring,
Wish waters in the well.
His heart was framed with icy flame
That singed with all my fears.
In the center, the purest gem
That unfogged diamond's tears.
To embrace the laughter as it fell,
That crystal lattice net!
His arms, a palace in the storm,
The want his eyes beget!
If only I knew the frozen ground
Would greet him with such ease,
That my cup of lukewarm time
Was but a passing tease.
So much to say, yet at a loss for words.
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Monday, June 22, 2009
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