The leaves fade into a motionless inferno
As they slowly crumple and fall
Bitter coldness begins to crawl into every crevis
Days pass
Trees and grass grey
under a distant gloomy sky
Cold is constant and stale
Time has no hold
Sweet spring air brings warmth and cheer
Grass brightly reaches high as the flowers bloom
Luscious fill once bare branches
But still a chill lingers
The sun has a long leisure roll across the sky
Wispy clouds are few and scattered
life's in swing, busy busy busy
A soft cool breeze starts the close
The grey that never left thickens and consumes
    year after year
     day after day
    never ending is the pain
    of losing you

Fear not the brazen and bold
nor cower before the mighty and oppressive
but be weary
of those who fool and sneak
Infiltrating the deepest and even most safeguarded parts of yourself
for it is they
who can manipulate you
abuse or destroy you
They dance dauntingly around
so you want to be theirs
to build and destroy at will
The strong cannot subdue your beliefs
The Brazen cannot out do your hopes
The oppressive cannot contain your hope
The bold cannot destroy your spirit
but with a single word
the infiltrator will annihilate your entire essence

You are perfection
Unlike anyone I've met
Love could come easy