Summer Romance

The trees have grown less this spring
their colors are more brownish than green
and you have learned to hate me
where once there were words of love
and affection now there is only dirt
and the wilting of lovely things
what sad results this summer brings

– A. Ramirez



The flower is maddening;
in its color
and in the mysterious ways
in which it evokes feelings and
thoughts of beauty;

and you are no less maddening
in your stubbornness
and in the words which you choose to speak
and in the words you choose not to speak;

in one I find my love and in the other
I find the source of all my madness
– A. Ramirez