I saw you first that day in autumn
You wore a coat with a fur collar
Then you flicked your hair from your green eyes
Still you did not see me
In winter I saw you in the street
Cold hands thrust deep in your coat's pockets
Gave me a sweet smile of recognition
And we both said hello
Then how you had blossomed in springtime
We held hands your head on my shoulder
I breathed you in as I kissed your lips
As we warmed each other
We went to our sandy beach in summer
Laughing touching we bathed in the sea
Dripping vowing we would never part
In the heat of our love
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Whistles!! Gosh this is absolutely gorgeous writing, Robin :D it feels as though the seasons witnessed and played a magnificent role in exemplifying their love. Beautifully executed. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support.
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Sanaa
The progression of this is nice, and the way you use the seasons as a metaphor for growing intimacy.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully sensuous and splendid Robin, so well done.
ReplyDeletesweet images of love blossoming....
ReplyDeleteThe seasons of love - and the very best love outlasts the most passionate of summers and continues to grow and nourish..
ReplyDeleteLove is the best aphrodisiac in summer and always. The things we would promises when the love and season is hot... the things we would do...
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely lovely. Summer and love are perfect partners.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful love story,,romantic and steamy :-) Enjoyed it so much.
ReplyDeleteI like the way you brought in all the seasons, to culminate in glorious, fulfilled summer.
ReplyDeleteSo sweet that whole business of falling in love :)
ReplyDeletei love, love stories. we need more. gracias
ReplyDeleteI do love what summer can bring.. Maybe it's the best way of falling when the landing is soft.
ReplyDeleteI like the progression of this poem, Robin. A love that blossoms and grows over a year's time seems very promising!
ReplyDeleteOh I love progresses through the seasons....just such a delightful poem!
ReplyDeleteYou have captured the beauty of a love that was meant to be.
ReplyDeleteSo, so lovely.
ReplyDeleteHow your love blossoms like a sweet unfolded flower. Absolutely gorgeous
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday. Thanks for dropping in at my Sunday Lime
Much love...
So sweet from the first notice to full bloom love.
ReplyDeleteOh, this is the heat that comes from the kind of love that is tested through the seasons....that warmth that you know will lost and isn't just a flash in the pan :-)
ReplyDeleteWill LAST not lost!!!!
ReplyDeletePinning the passages of love (from first meeting to commitment) against the seasons, is inspired. Awesome writing!
ReplyDeleteOh, how exquisite! Love through seasons. Delightful and romantic poem with vivid images!
ReplyDeletePerfect. What nurtures over winter surely blooms perennially.
ReplyDeleteso many seasons of love - each beautiful.
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful this was to read Old Egg. Love is the best thing it brings such happiness when it is like this.
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