A love of all seasons.
she was my autumn leaves.
my winter fireplace.
my spring breeze
and my summer night
but she wasn’t mine.
Her actions timid, open and kind
Her face loving, her eyes caring
She was my treasure
But she wasn’t mine to find
Hair like clouds
Mind like fresh rain
Driven like strong waves
But she wasn’t perfect
She was stubborn with diligence
Anxious with society
Infuriated with life
She was human.
My human.
perfections and imperfections
These are what made my Victoria
My dear Victoria
You are all my months days and seconds
And my sole euphoria
In my dreams I call you mine
You held my hand
We embraced
Yet I wake to a dull moonshine
Everything bland
And misplaced
Reality is a cruel ache
So my victoria,
I’ll stay in my dreams
Even if I never wake
As you are my autumn leaves,
my winter fireplace,
my spring breeze,
my summer night.
13:38 09.09.2022
by a girl in love