Infatuation is ever changing
as a cloud in passing.
Trees developing leaves
turning from green, gold and
brown.
Strong trade winds whip them
to the ground
lying there returning
to mother earth and vanish
A lady changing her attire.
Putting on and taking off her
make-up, so is infatuation.
Ever changing like the seasons
from warm to hot, then cool
finally cold.
Cool in the Spring warming
for Summer hot and passionate.
Autumn winds tend to cool off
preparing for the icy gusts
of winter.
Images of what was, but is no
more. Infatuation a changing
emotion.
Heather Burns
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-changing-emotion-revised-ii/
