Deserving of Love

Summer what must I do to deserve thee?

To endure thy torturous humid air .

Fall dims the light that draws your core to me ,

Spring teases the wind, leaves me in despair .

Strong winds will compel the heart to release

And stabs at it using a million spears .

Buckle clouds flare into vivid cerise,

Remindful of forbidden love affairs.

Summer’s love will remain not bitter sweet ,

With clouds that adorn and frame the blue sky.

Bees come in for a pollinated treat

And as the night falls, glowing stars draw nigh.

The sun rises, composes a new tune ;

Hearts dance to a love that remains immune .