Full moon beaming through summer's stately trees,
Sweet Lammas ayre winding down summer's gentle breeze,
Forsooth my love, your beating heart be still!
Like moon beams dancing, 'cross a weathered window sill.

Alas my love! August has come round and dreamt again!
Oh tender moments!  Sweet thyme blooms purple o'er the rugged fen!
Moon gleam glitter! Deep and delicate like an angel's kiss!
Tenderly cradling love in my arms! Oh true love! Such joyful bliss!

Summer ripens, floating down a northern stream,
Spirits reeling naked in this erotic August dream.
My heart! Mem'ries hand in hand with muse, rejoice!
Zephyrs whisper soft, like some sensual fairy voice!

I surrender unto thee, oh love! Dance with me, I pray you!
Let me hold your hand, adore this youthful truth, so swoon!
But like a dazzling cordon lost, this August shining moon,
Thy heartfelt pulse shall wane, be a distant mem'ry soon.

Each Act, numbered I through IV, let fabled poetry be true!
Like Shakespeare's sonnets, Autumn's moon turns new!
Reciting emerald verse, blue then red, to sparkling white again,
True love's song, sung soft and sweet across the weathered fen.

Forgiveness grieves for torrid love's life of feral sin,
Can atonement ease, erase this bitter spell we're in?
What hope is born, regained in this subversive clime?
Shall divine visit, forgiving selfish love, be it so sublime?

Thus winter comes to stay, to frost each February day,
Moon shine beams full, illumines winter's drear and gray,
Across that icy plain love lingers, trills impassioned song,
Amoré rings an errant frosty bell, 'ere winters lost and gone.
 
Gelid January weeps, casting frigid February into its winter fling,
Janus steals Aphrodite's hand, dreaming of the coming spring,
Jupiter caresses a lustful moon with fancy rings of cherished rapture,
Kissing days, til the Ides of March, that spring's equinox then shall capture.

Alas! What myth or legend does not hold, retold in golden air?
Storied rhyme, poem and song, entrancing those that dare,
Such wanton love, that moody space, oft breaking a fragile heart,
Season to season, tracing love's opulent race, tearing fragile love apart.