Slighted Poem by Leria Hawkins

Slighted
Date: December 3,2014

I loved in spite of summers grip
With a perpetual ache to taste your lips
Through brutal days and sweltering nights
I dreamt of flames and false delights
I loved in spite of autumn rain
Come pouring cold upon the pane
Reflections blurred on frosty glass
Bringing visions of an ancient past
I loved in spite of the bitter blow
Of raging wind and winter snow
A pure white blanket veils the shame
Of fervor born without a name
I loved in spite of coming spring
Another year to know the sting
To watch the season burst with life
While I alone, feel the slight


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