Poetry of today, July 29th

Her Thoughts Come Like Seasons 

With every breath they change

Like Spring, filled with hope and beauty 

Melting each petal, she sighs 

Summer comes as a hot bright sun

Sticking to each drop of sweat

From running outdoors

She cries 

As mother nature grows drowsy and her colors begin to fade

Ice burns like fire through her veins 

Autumn and his moon begin to rise 

Swallowed by hungry hearts longing for love

Frost dances along her body, growing delicate and cold 

She whispers faintly 

Winter lulls her mind to a sleep so peaceful

One day she will melt. 



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