Stunning as a late-blooming Dahlia

You gleamed, iridescent glory

Soft mist upon upturned petals


Beckoning, impossible to ignore

I could not, I did not

Together as one, we stayed


Untouchable in our world

Dark storms brooding, we rode

Unbridled, beyond time and pain


As all things, seasons will change

The early chill became the cold of dawn

At first, the slow wilt left unnoticed


The nights freeze pulling ever downward

As one becomes two once more

For now, we sleep, to dream of spring




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