My love for you is still anew; let us walk heart in heart, and fist in fist till the morns last coo.

A night so cool against the bubbling creek; nothing more could help but the aid of a gently spring so meek.

Captivated by your body, mind, and soul; my heart beats for yours ever so slow.

Spring is here and hearts again will ache; for the undying gratitude and love that the seasons will make.

Something new is bound to be; even something as remarkable as this I can see.

Intensity burns amongst the summer breeze; as I am indefinitely falling for you permanently.

The sun so hot it cannot be; nothing to see amongst all the full fir trees.

A climb so high into the woods; as beacons reach for where our souls should.

The summer so short still so much to learn; against the breeze I fall and so eagerly yearn.

I grab for you against my fears; of scaring you off or making more tears.

A summer love like this will last, who would have known us together, would have such a blast.

A wind of change is at its peak; as what spring and summer brought, is now at an outreach.

Destined to be with each other at last; can only be gained with knowledge of ones past.

The birds adore the morning dew; as they leap from tree to tree as the soft chilly wind blew.

Day by day and week by week; deemed to be together always, cheek to cheek.

Times of change often don’t last; unto seasons of fate sometimes fall flat.

The ground so cold and piled with snow; watch how the snowflakes gently glisten and flow.

Together forever is what once was thought; but slowly now we are drifting apart.

Cold evenings alone are pointless and still; my heart use to be abundant and filled.

The heat of the fire is the only thing that warms me now; I continue to wish you were close and not so far bound.

A love lost is said to be better than none at all; still my love for you continues like the seasons that call.

This poem was written/submitted by KaSandra L. Clark.