autumn
seduces summer
with her
kind eyes and vicious mouth.
she starts
off with the clichéd flirt
tussling her
hair, soft giggles escaping her mouth
like a
little girl who had just found her Christmas present.
And summer
oh! how he
burns with excitement.
and the
cycle begins.
summer
traces her curves
as moans
escape,
skin gripped
lip biting
slowly
and then the
gazing.
getting lost
in pillow
talk.
the calm
before the storm.
before the
earth shatters.
in the end
autumn
always wins
and summer
surrenders.
until the
next equinox
when their
souls will again make love…
