The Eye of Solstice

 Eyes reflecting winter's decree

Cold, barren and filled with icy resolve

Frigid wind blowing away desire's conception

Leaving in its wake

A chilled heart, bereft of warmth

Gray skies threatening to release its fury

  Yet from the desolation springs renewal

The iris thaws, hinting at the color to come

New growth, blessed, festers 

Created and carefully watched over

As the heart begins to break free

  Somber beliefs no more, replaced by summer sun

Now but a pupil of burning desire

Fueled into a flames of a passion unrivaled 

The cool breeze only furthering, as affection's fire spreads

Youthful nights ensuing

Promises abound, so infectious

  Hues explode in the emergence of our fall

Into a whirlwind of our own making 

Effervescence evolving, escalating

Swiftly maturing into realistic array 

Chilled by the wind but warmed by the soul 

Two I's no longer, for now it is we