The light in your eyes, a warm-embered glow,
is frozen into memory. My heart turns to it for sustenance,
leaving the seeds of that tender plant to sow
Some memories are the nourishment that helps fledgling love to grow
in even the most emotionally-leached soil of the soul
You, the sweetest of dreams,
created a beautiful reality with me
Lushly and hurtfully green,
where everything and nothing is just what it seems
And the most obvious imperfections remain unseen
Where the stark loneliness of winter is deceptive at best
And budding love's spring sets the stage for what comes up next
The voluptuous passion of summer fading into the inevitable desiccation of Fall
Where beauty is lies and lies are beauty, and that is all...
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