Love in each season
When my love trek through each season,
know that it is for a special reason.
So, as that affection travels among the heat waves of Summer,
such lust shall explode like the bomb of a bomber.
And, while those flaming emotions journey across the withering Autumn,
my burning passion will not fall but be a strong fiery column.
Yet, when this fervor traverse the freezing icestorms of Winter,
cold nor snow will cause my fire to be *inter.
Then, finally, in the time of Spring-
a brand new bloom of love shall this bring.
*Inter- means to bury a (corpse,etc.).
Copyright © Ismael Nieves | Year Posted 2009
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