T'was in summer that we met--
This very summer well past.
Amongst the warm and scattered blossoms,
half scorched with dizzying heat, withering so fast.
'tis winter this day, the coldest its been;
& we have come a long way, short as it may seem.
'tis but a handful days,after the new year--
Darling believe me, I cant believe we're here.
A hundred speeds in the universe, or the swiftness of loss--
--nothing compares with the quickness of love!
This suddenness is shocking, it leaves me reeling.
Bitter or sweet, dont ask-
I just love this feeling.
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