In December

In December summons sorrow—Sadness ever overflowing
And the fool of summer reeling inwards as the cold reflection
fills the morning after—In December soft and lonely…
Everything is iced and sullen…and to see removal warm beguiling
comes the haunting essence… of the winter winding
I long for the woman’s sigh—I long for the touch inside
Summer feels the sweat of beauty—trembling comes with all you knew.
In December you will see me—smiling dim, but always grieving
In the warming of a cycle deathly of a summer’s whispers onto sweet December
Melancholy breathing winter faded leaves so bitter crystals—
to December
I seek for the spring of life —I leave oh, the bitter shines
In the Fall within November, trembling with the sadness blows
In December you will see me—smiling dim, but always grieving
In the warming of a cycle deathly of a summer’s whispers onto sweet December
Melancholy breathing winter faded leaves so bitter crystals—
to December