Wistful Verses of Love & Loss (Poetry Collection)

A Hundred Years

spring,

            lifts

summer,

           drifts

autumn,

           falls

winter,

           calls

and

            then,

darkness,

            steers

falling,

            tears

heart,

            beats

on,

            holding

on,

            until

lips,

            meet

Beauty,

            sleeps

                    and,

spring,

            lifts,

                    again.

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A/N:  My entry for a 'Fairy Tales' themed creativity contest. Guess the fairy tale? XD