Four Seasons Of Autumn Poem by Richard Ford Bunuel Whale Carnegie Edison Simon Hitchcock Welles Christ Antunes Rodriguez Kubrick

The cold snap from winter's past last year
Where the sensuality of keeping
Each other warm with our flesh
And back again sublime,

The snow and ice that kept us both inside
Through the days and nights
Ways of shielding us with body warmth
Of an infinite days that encompass us a life

As if it were timed with a morning
Our love that gives wake to spring,
Ignites the passions of rebirth
Side by side together

In synchronicity with the times
Two lover's solidarity meant to be a union
Our love give way to both our passion rise
Soul mate love as love matters quick

In synchronicity with the times
Give rise to the heat index of the every when
Heat of the day of the summer solstice
As the day grows long as our nights feel forever

The season cools the glistening of our sweat
At the moment done, we stare quietly up
Through the skylight up toward the lunar sky
Autumn comes in every single season

Heaven found on this earth in peace
Love in making warmth and comfort still
As the leaves turn colors of every single hue
Like an embrace of a blanket covered ground

Next snowfall, the cold snap returns
For us no bother from the cold crept inside
As we warm ourselves in each other's arms...
As the love we found is a conduit of fun

Holding each other naked and covered up
Ecstacy and the chemistry reactions in our heart
Our love give rise to the moon and stars in sky
What epitomizes Autumn isn't at all a season

The embodiment of a goddess
Who unites the fragments of my heart
As my mind is a confusion of a ruin
From a world I fear alone

You heal my mind with the good intent
To help me and others understand our mind
Our hearts go pitter patter as we two connect
When shared along with the forever time...

You my darling sweet... Autumn Asphodel