Love is a flower in the spring
It's opens your heart as a tulip,
With all petals at ones
to show them to the sun
It plays and caresses and thinks
It will keep all the feelings
Until the end of the time,
But summer is hot and adds to the flame
Your heart starts to open its eyes
And see that already the things not the same,
The fall is coming without advice
Cold crawls around and all birds are flew
Stars not so big, rain is so cold and annoying
You dream about warm place and you want to be along
Love flies away with the birds
And you asking yourself: What the hell's going on?
Winter!
Winter of love!.
It brings feelings of loss, that you never expected so soon
Your heart now is empty, nothing left to be shared
And the door of love is all frosty.
What remains, just has look of the moon
Cold, empty and melting, like a snow in the afternoon....LA
Love
© Copyright: Любовь Адамс, 2010
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