A Tale Of Two Seasons Poem by Sandra Osborne

S
A frozen world
It glistens white
A cooling breeze,
A clear cold night.
J
A Blazing sun
And the temperatures forty
Energies none
For feeling naughty
S
I’m Feeling alive
But I may be frozen
The warmth of sex,
I haven't chosen.
J
I like to sun bathe
not wearing much
In the burning sun
With a heated touch
S
There's a sensual snow
Surrounding me
The clean white quiet
Makes me feel free
J
So you like it cold
and I like it hot for
I hate wearing clothing
I hate it a lot
S
I hate it too
But it’s freezing here
And truthfully it’s
The best time of year
J
So you rug up
and I’ll go Nude
You’ll be respected
And they’ll think I’m rude

Sandra Osborne and Janice M Pickett
From the collection
‘The Pendulum Swings’