my beauty

The night scattered my lover and the stars like confetti, beauty caught her, autumn winds brought the last embers from the summer sun. Nature tests it's brush with a shade from her auburn hair making the tangerine mist declare a different hue. My dearest's eyes are painted into the windows of the night previewing her ravishing gaze until it becomes a satellite shared with the world then raised to the stars.Winter takes her symmetry as her eyes shimmer through his mask reaching summer who pines for a landscape redefined, but fingers cannot reach flakes of snow, winter sings it's frosty climes as my beloved climbs beauty's vine.