false spring day

this illusory springtime
it pleases me not nor do I need it
for you   my lovely one
are my season of love
and my summer   my autumn
even my winter if we’re apart
when you go away  the only fire
left for me is our earnest love
this blaze consuming the heavens
the earth  even the very seas

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

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