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Love is Seasonal
We cannot predict when we'll meet that special someone with whom to have a romantic relationship. The magic can happen anywhere, at any time, unexpectedly or even with some planning. Once found, that special relationship begins to take shape as two people get to know each other, spend quality time together and develop a closer bond.
The excitement of intimacy can start off slowly, picking up speed, accelerating to steep highs, followed by deep dives. This course is the nature of most relationships which at times can mirror the seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. The poem below focuses on how the season of summer is the time the relationship heats up and reaches its peak of growth and enjoyment, as it sits within the realities and hopes of the other three seasons.
Season of Summer Love
The seeds of love fertilized
Watered with tears of want
Awakened by rays of sunshine
Ready to spring into bloom
Rooted in new beginnings
Love ignites as eyes meet
The season's heat warms longing souls
As beams of light bake bare skin
Bright roses reach their peak
Like mountain tops pierce the sky
Our intimate time lengthens
Extending past our realities
Moving through the longest days
Into a midsummer night's dream
We rouse the sleeping poet of love
Days grow shorter as closeness wanes
We feel the change of seasons
The roller coaster ride takes dips
We hold tight to rails of promises
Slipping away like brief memories
The heat of summer subsides
Love's season takes a turn
Like the colors of tree leaves
Falling from strong branches
Our one heart breaks in two
The air between us turns cold
The flower vase is bare
Blankets of snow too heavy
As the season closes
We wait for the return of spring
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date."
— William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets
End of Summer
"Things growing are not ripe until their season."
— William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
"Summer" as Word Prompt
This poem article was created in response to the word prompt "summer," offered by fellow HubPages writer and poet Brenda Arledge. When I saw week 27's word prompt, I immediately thought about relationships and was inspired to talk about the "seasons" we go through as we engage with our intimate partners over time. I wanted to stick to the challenge by putting more emphasis on summer as the 'hottest" time for relationships with all the opportunity for love to bloom during the summer months. But I couldn't talk about summer love without contrasting the realities of how turbulent relationships can be as seen through the lenses of the complete cycle of seasons.
Brenda has created an on-going challenge to our community of writers, prompting us to stretch our thinking and creative writing skills. Her word prompts help us poets tap deeper into our senses, allowing our muses to come forth. Brenda does not realize that she has become the muse. Thank you, Brenda, for another great word prompt exercise.
The Season of Your Relationship
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