She awakens to the gleam of the rising sun. A gentle breeze wisping softly in the morning air. Much in dissimilarity to the emotions deep within her being. The eclipse of her heart, wintry wind gripping her soul. Tracing her hand lightly along the pillow where he used to lie his head. They had become one within the comfort of this haven. The joining of body and soul...
Quietly throughout her day the memories of the dreams they shared, the times they spent together so sweet yet much too fleeting. He is gone from her touch yet invades her dreams, he lives on in her heart. The last days of summer nearly gone she reflects as she stands gazing off into the fading sun. touching her hand to her breast, a soft tear filling her eye she tells herself....
In the Autumn he will come....
Autumn comes in an eruption of adoration for mother nature. The sunlight earlier to seek its haven beneath the stars. The air crisp, the night wind mourns a haunting melody through the trees. Her days are spent wandering aimlessly through the lonely halls of her soul. Heart shrouded with mystical cobwebs of love lost but not forgotten. Nights are endless her dreams haunted with visions of the past. Standing staring off to the horizon a restless soul watches as the last leaf of their "love tree" falls asunder giving its sacrifice to earth beneath. Brushing her hand along the glistening tears she once again tells her heart....
In the Winter he will come....
Winter comes bellowing its somber reverie, covering the earth with its icy embrace. Shadows dance in the night upon the albescent splendor. Illusions of past hopes and dreams wisp through the cold night air. Her heart beats wildly for an elusive moment she felt his presence near. His breath warm upon her nape taking away the chill in her soul. She basks in the glow of the warmth until the cold, hard hand of truth grips her heart cruelly once again. She is alone, her soul cries in silence no tears left to shed. The beginning of the loss of hope but still she tries hard to believe....
In the Spring he will come....
Spring comes breathing life anew. A once still world now awakens, blossoming with magnificient beauty. She walks to the meadow where they spent their final days.Her gentle eyes fill with crystal tears as she remembers his tender promises he would return They had made love in the shimmer of the sun's caress. Thoughts of him fill her essence she can hear his voice mellow on the gentle breeze as it caresses lightly along her. The touch of his kiss, the warmth of his body embrace her. He is near her heart knows this truth. The dawn of hope fills her soul, her faith renewed, cupping her hand over her heart she whispers softly....
In the Summer he will come....
Summer comes bestowing its grace upon the earth with a kiss of flame. Her days are filled with the burning desire felt desperating from deep within her depths. Heart can no long bear this pain of being alone. Days come and go as she tries to wait patiently keeping her vigil for her love, her life, her soul. Summer nearly a mere echo now. Time has come full circle as she watches as the fading sun blends into the horizon. She clutches her heart as in the distance she can see him walking toward her from down the road. His face hidden in the shadows of twilight yet in her heart she knows it is him. Tears falling as her soul fills with joy, heart filled to overflowing with love and devotion bursts forth spilling her life. She can feel herself fade from this existence. Opening her eyes once again she looks into his as she is swept into his embrace. Souls together once again drift off into eternity....
Finally, he has come....