She is the Seasons

her eyes are cool autumn
crisp and earnest
delta floods rich with earth
her hair is the summer wind
light, dancing circles in the
violet dusk, sweet whispers around me
her heart is the humid spring
opening an gray sky with
with flashes of light, warm rain
her skin is a shroud
wrapping me in warmth
shielding me from the arctic chill


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