Love Is Likened To

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Shall love be a thought likened to late fall

That red leaves and fire embers faintly bare

Burning heat of summer,  then the crow’s squall

The ending, as the dead of cold winter glares

So it seems, the seasons lend their prime

Then giving the heat, the reds and golden gates

Offering feeble apologies and time

As if, thought possible, love’s quiet fate.

But looking at love, I do know

In summer so brilliant you shine

Seasons come, and seasons go

In fall love withers as the bell chimes.

In spring, I’ll remember past icy cold blue

When in late fall my eye caught a glance of you.

 

 

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Shall love be a thought likened to late fall

That red leaves and fire embers faintly bare

Burning heat of summer, then the crow’s squall

The ending, as the dead of cold winter glares

So it seems, the seasons lend their prime

Offering the heat, the reds and the golden welcoming gates

Comes feeble apologies and time

As if, thought possible, love’s quiet destined fate.

But looking at love, I do know

In summer so brilliant you shine

Seasons come, and seasons go

In fall love withers as the bell chimes.

In spring, I’ll remember past icy cold blue

When in late fall my eye caught a glance of you.

Thanking all lovely thoughts today

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