Infatuation

Infatuation is a temporary
emotion. It is ever fleeting,
as a cloud drifting by

As if a tree developing buds.
Their green leaves turn gold,
then brown, finially a wind
blowing them to the ground.
As they lay there, they
return to the earth and they
are gone.

They are ever changing like the
seasons, warm, hot, cool, and
cold.
Cool in Spring, warming up for
the Summer heat and passion.
But as the cool winds of Autumn
begin to blow, they tend to cool
and prepare for the icy chills
of Winter.

So like a lady changing her
attire. Putting on and taking
off her make-up. Ever changing,
so like infatuation

poem by Heather Burns
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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