There are two versions of this sonnet below. The gender of the lover is male in one and female in the other. Enjoy your pick.
To Everything There is a Season
With April in his eyes he came to me.
They had a springtime certainty and wet
With hope they came with serendipity
And gleamed. Both happiness and love had met.
….With August in his eyes a flaming heat
Rose up between us. Tantalizing love
Became the meaning. We dove in, complete
Like swimming naked. Passion ruled above.
…. October in his eyes he turned away
So slightly only I could see the pall.
The leaves were turning with a destined sway
Towards death. His eyes dried up and turned towards fall.
……..With winter in his eyes I turned around.
………. .. The wind was kind enough to make no sound.
To Everything There is a Season
With April in her eyes she came to me.
They had a springtime certainty and wet
With hope they came with serendipity
And gleamed. Both happiness and love had met.
….With August in her eyes a flaming heat
Rose up between us. Tantalizing love
Became the meaning. We dove in, complete
Like swimming naked. Passion ruled above.
…. October in her eyes she turned away
So slightly only I could see the pall.
The leaves were turning with a destined sway
Towards death. Her eyes dried up and turned towards fall.
……..With winter in her eyes I turned around.
………. .. The wind was kind enough to make no sound.
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