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SATURN: the Lovers
He'd observed her since late Autumn,
Wanting to bide his earthly time,
Until the skies mixed their pallet
With the pastels of a Spring rhyme.
Banking off the rings of Saturn,
She came to him in Winter's cold
When the air made his blue eyes turn,
The taste of her would make him bold.
She laid on his snow-covered soil
As naked as the leafless trees.
And as their joined bodies would coil,
Their flame made horizons unfreeze.
Unlike the lethargy of Summer,
When the ripples of mirage heat
Make it impossible to think
While drunk on the sweat off a peach.
Of her, finds himself wishing for
A fifth season, could it exist?
A timelessness of perfect storm,
For she whom he cannot resist.
And won't want to for all his will,
The numbing of body & mind.
But doesn't notice Winter's chill,
He'll keep her from Spring's thaw to find.
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