Faded Farewell
Faded Farewell
The lust has faded from the Red Maple.
She now stands, wallflower-like,
amid the climactic color
of New England’s reddened cheeks.
Stepping back, she curtsies,
acknowledging beauty’s cycles.
Fulfilled by summer’s lust
she rests, sated in the dwindling
warmth of her spent lover,
shivers in the flaming chill
of Summer’s parting kiss,
withdraws to dine on dreams
of Spring’s gentle breezes
arousing her to wakefulness.
9/14/2017
submitted to – Poems that paint a picture 2 – poetry contest
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