As Mother Nature relinquishes, <br />Her ultimate power over her man, <br />Sending the skies raining, <br />Air full of electrifying delight, <br />As if she is making love to the land. <br />Is the way I make love to you. <br />And she does when she choices, <br />Not a moment too soon, <br />Leaving the Earth dry and anguished, <br />Looking up into the heavens, <br />Hungry for replenishing, <br />Is the look I see in you. <br /> <br />As Mother Nature bequests her ways, <br />Pleasuring Earth with her womanly softness, <br />Bringing beautiful springs and crisp winds, <br />I let you taste breathtaking affections, <br />Wielding onto you rays of sweetness, <br />In always unanticipated spontaneity, <br />I see rise of reaction, adoration in you. <br /> <br />Yet as Mother Nature always intended, <br />To never play by mans rules, <br />Sending lighting down in fury, <br />Gail winds and damage, <br />All the while being sinisterly vain, <br />Plenteous with heartbreak, <br />As I do, filling your chalice with hope. <br /> <br />Then while Mother Nature gives, <br />Some their wishes of precipitation, <br />Or deprives others of the prophecy of rain, <br />She shall never let come. <br />I only tempt you with stimulating charm, <br />That chance of tasting my affections, <br />While your mind turns to fragments. <br /> <br />Lastly as Mother Nature is contented, <br />Praising the strongest and survivors, <br />With a bounty of the new virtues, <br />I see the hope in your eyes, <br />That I might someday wholeheartedly, <br />Turn eternally to your arms.<br /><br />Melissa Coventry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-nature-25/
