Losing

February 23, 2012
By Ari5a BRONZE, Carsonville, Michigan
Ari5a BRONZE, Carsonville, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
Have something to say, and say it as clearly as you can. That is the only secret.
- Matthew Arnold


The time seems to pull away,
Seemingly losing essence

As presence upon presence
Steals into the light.

The hours seem to lag, to drag,
Sagging like a bag of

Paper, crinkled with folds
As they tried to conceal its contents.

We've always known what was inside-
Tired, weary cupids pent up

And suffocated by tight embraces.
Cruel Eros waits for them to decide

If it is to be, or not-
Those hearts are running out

And they fear it will rot,
Fester if not used by quickening

Words and touches.
To the scorching hormonal summer heat,

She knows that she is
Losing all thoughts.

The author's comments:
This poem, originally titled, "Losing Summer", dwells on how fast the season has flown by in the mind of an all-knowing speaker who observes two young adults- children, in a sense- devote themselves to romantic love, that kind of love that has the right amount of intimacy and passion, but the commitment fades because of fear and other longing.

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