Him and Her

The seasons bring more than what we can face. With eyes and ears, touch and taste.

Something uniquely felt inside,

Emotions will stir and soon thoughts run wild.

I know a boy who runs from all and has covered many miles, a feat no doubt so you wouldn’t know that he’s broken all the while.

The winter is frigid and freezes his soul, the spring brings warmth and love. In summer he’ll sweat from work in the sun, then fall hits his head from above.

A cycle continued so that he might just learn, that it’s nothing of course you should flee. He knew of a girl who stood through this all, with the strength of an evergreen tree.

Her beauty derived from the soft shades of autumn, her prowess from dark nights to follow. Her sweetness and smooth gestures from the flowers who jest her then sunshine to get rid of sorrow.

These two have once met by the factors of fate, and lessons between were exchanged. He taught her to run, but only for fun. and she showed him to stand strong with grace.

No doubt they were matched as opposites attract, but soon they were both stopped to see. That as nature schemes, they’re loving to be, was cooled like a still cup of tea.

Star crossed as they were they both had set paths, and to follow they had no choice. The boy left alone with no one to hold fell down and laid waste in the noise.

but after these years and through all of his tears, it seems that he’s found his old voice.