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As the night falls, my senses arise


Looking into darkness, I see even more


The absence of light heightens my hearing


As I listen to your thoughts, and the way they speak


Your words touch me gently, leaving a sweet taste


The taste reminds me of the fresh smell of spring


As your seasons change, I take notice


Your frosting winter beauty is warmed


In slumber your face blossoms


Your skin glows as would the sun in July


But your aura is very soothing


Like the red's and brown's of autumn


Reminding me how I love fall


Also how to fall in love

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"As your seasons change" I wonder if you are speaking to and of Mother Nature....





If it is... then I truly love what you've done here. AWEsome!!








Temari
Reply:Like the first guy said... asowme poem dude!! LOL...





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Reply:This is absolutely breathtaking...one of the best poems I have read.I love the way you use the changing seasons and the darkness in your stunning imagery. Every line is a treasure of complex and beautiful comparisons..."night falls" and "senses arise"....and seeing "even more" in the darkness are two excellent examples. Very lovely. Thank you.
Reply:That's nice!


I love the line "Your frosting winter beauty is warmed"





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Reply:The first thing that springs to mind is that first you have to winter know how bad it is to fall.
Reply:Seasoned just right, peppered with loving references and delivered hot to our doors. (yes I am eating left over pizza)





Another superb effort King!
Reply:You have sketched the poem fabulously! you'd defenitely make a Wordsworth one day!


Keep going:)
Reply:Asowme! poem dude!
Reply:Absolutely gorgeous. (sorry it's been a while since I've comented)
Reply:So much beyond words here and yet, we seem to understand it all.
Reply:Love this.
Reply:wow, this one is amazing!
Reply:Perhaps some more concrete imagery would help. It did not captivate any of my senses, I must admit