Goodbye Sweetheart

Don’t bring back those Winters
No more cold sun and misty wild flowers,
Let the memory fade and time fly.
Let me melt away and music almost noise.
Fire and reflections of hearts; lull in snow,
Goodbye tender walks.

Don’t bring back those Springs
when the green grass kisses the blue at the horizon,
Let the blues become baloney.
Your smile and breathes on me, seldom.
Let the soft touch be stony.
Goodbye sublime euphoria.

Don’t bring back those Summers
Sweat and skin, vitality in our embrace,
Let the sweat be dross and vapor,
and sudden shower wash away odor.
Goodbye our vigor by the summer lake
Let evening crimson be chaos, heartache!

Don’t bring back those Falls.
Let the hues be lackluster,
No more mountains and trail to divinity.
Crystals of rain, then intervene our ardor pretty.
Goodbye your mellowed self into me infinite.
Let twilight shadows march fast into oblivion.

Don’t bring yourself and recollections
Let us heal from momentary passions
and transient aura of vivid oneness.
Don’t bring the sigh in smile, dripping hemlock.
Vague portrait of us hanging between
your whim and burden of joy.
Goodbye dream in the twilight; freedom waits.