Dweling hearts | Bears in Tahoe | Something Has Changed | Seasons Pass
Midsummer nights,
jasmine, honeysuckle
hanging from walls,
clematis clinging purple
against a hedge of roses,
shades paling in dusk,
dreams of a summer past
hanging on the air.
Dreams of another garden
where you kissed me,
your lips hard on mine
taking my soft breath;
night of strange magic.
Then winter came,
scents of summer gone.
Stark black the trees
against a charcoal sky,
the flowers withered,
love turned to frost
Icicles hanging from walls,
memory of gardens gone,
I am released from longing
for all that never was,
a passing seasonal love
fast faded with the cold.
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