Seasonal Lust
Once apon a summers day...
there was a beautiful girl,
who could only stand and watch.
Until the day she was awoken by her death,
a death that will set her free.
However, only during the wrath of winter could she roam,
during which her only love was trapped.
There she was free yet alone in the truest form,
she stayed like that to the day the cold was no more,
until she was born again into the summer.
Now lost to her cold lover as he was to her.
As they are both truely lost in an endless cycle...
That is both frigid and scorching...
there was a beautiful girl,
who could only stand and watch.
Until the day she was awoken by her death,
a death that will set her free.
However, only during the wrath of winter could she roam,
during which her only love was trapped.
There she was free yet alone in the truest form,
she stayed like that to the day the cold was no more,
until she was born again into the summer.
Now lost to her cold lover as he was to her.
As they are both truely lost in an endless cycle...
That is both frigid and scorching...
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