Infatuation is a
temporary emotion
ever fleeting as
a drifting cloud.
A tree developing buds
green leaves turn gold,
brown, finally a wind
blowing over them.
On the ground they lay
again engaged on earth
then they are gone.
Ever changing like the
seasons, warm hot cool
then cold.
Cool in Spring warming
up for the summer heat
passionately.
Now as the cool winds
of Autumn begin to blow
they tend to cool
preparing for the icy
chills of Winter.
So like a lady changing
her attire
putting on taking
off her make-up ever
changing
infatuation a temporary
emotion.
I love this one Heather. Infatuation is just a sweet fleeting moment of love. Its just like a bird that sits on a branch then quickly flies away. Hmm! I have to think whether I have ever been infatuated with anyone. Ha! Ha! . Enjoyed.
Mascara flows beneath the breadth of chloe then disappeared....iip
Mascara flows beneath the breadth of chloe then disappeared....iip
Mascara flows beneath the breadth of chloe then disappeared....iip
Only core is stable- go to heart peel the cover and the love for the god / bright thought provoking the mind
An extravagant passion described well in the symbolism of Nature.
Beautiful write..Very well compared to nature..enjoyed reading it... Thank you.
Infatuation... ever fleeting as a drifting cloud. Nicely stated. The poem warns about temporary emotions. Thank you.
Infatuation is the immature form of love between the sexes! It is short lived, comes quickly like a wind and bursts out like a bubble! So never take it serious! Love this beautiful write! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Put together well Heather, particularly love the title of these wonderful words.