Seasonal Beauty

by Emily Wacker   Nov 25, 2017


Your smile fuels my hope,
Even when I think that there is no chance in the world that something may be possible,
There's you.

You're always there,
Close enough that you seem touchable,
Yet just far enough away that you're out of my reach.

I reach and I reach,
I reach like I'm grasping at my last breath.
A breath so humbling and sweet, it tastes of flowers.

Your presence is like a flame,
bright, warm, and it melts me.
Summer heat.

Your eyes are pure water,
blue, calming, and they sparkle.
Spring showers.

Your hands are like leaves,
graceful, full of movement, and capture my attention.
Autumn leaflets.

Your smile is that of snow,
crisp, chilling, and glistens in light.
Winter simplicity.

To me, you are the seasons, my dear.

-Emily Wacker

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  • 9 months ago

    by I Knew You Once

    Do they have blue eyes?

  • 9 months ago

    by BlueJay

    This is a sweet little write, filled with cute images and such a tender sense of adoration. Congrats on the nomination.

    • 9 months ago

      by Emily Wacker

      Thank you so much, BlueJay!
      -Emily

  • 9 months ago

    by I Knew You Once

    Nice poem

  • 9 months ago

    by mossgirl19

    Aww this is another beautiful write, Emily. Sweet and touching.

  • 9 months ago

    by elyart

    The seasons, huh? BEAUTIFUL!

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