Seasons

I never winter with a summer boy

Unless that boy was there in spring

I never summer with a winter boy

Who doesn't want the warmth I bring

Autumn boys I find are best

With them there's never any test

And we look damn good when we dress

And talk about the moon and then

We find ourselves at peace with one

Caressing sunbeams with our eyes

This love is power

Tried and true

After autumn

In spring

We rise

Wake up

We have fallen into a trap set by ourselves

We dance with narcissism

We operate at such a low frequency

My dear

And 

Frankly

I'm wondering how long we'll reside there

There's such a long way to go

If that's how you see it

Forever unsatisfied 

Intentionally cruel

Despair in the morning

With coffee or tea

Anxiety for lunch

Depression for dinner 

No sleep from discomfort

Misleading the sheep

Until the sheep wake up

And realize the sun resides

In all of us