fall, lover falling
you are a soft leaving
like the gentle, unnoticed slipping
of lover leaves from autumn branches
seeming strength in spring
brittle and breaking
with love deceiving
but a crystal kiss
white soft
and grieving
permeates the earth
This poem touches like a soft breeze on a summer's day even in its grieving it nurtures. Thanks again Barry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Feelings have seasons too. Your poem captures the changing season of love well.
Yes, love ends but like the seasons it is born again. Generally speaking that is.