The Giraffe Blog – Poems by Virgenal Owens

I fell for you in Fall.
You picked my soul up while the leaves fell.

I followed your flame into Winter.
Used the ice you chipped off around my heart
For heart-shaped snowflakes.

In Spring, the flowers had a strange contrast to you.
The thorns on your roses began to cut, like machetes.
I guess the clear weather cleared my head.

Because, now, I'm afraid for Summer.
Pent up emotions, frustrations, like the heat, can rise.
Everything dies in the Summer.

I'm afraid.

I don't want to fall into Fall and have to fall in love all over again. 
I don't want to lose you to the seasons.



~Written by: Virgenal Owens