Contemporary Surrendering

A melting winter for your lip's
Spring water, spring flower,
once again Spring's desire.

Summer night, screaming less dressed!
Tops of Autumn spinning,
Dropping their leaves
Strewing notes of poetry.

Atmosphere garments, passing seasons - turned chapters
Changing the romance,
Powdering my face.

by Rick 'Goblette' Burton

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