She the Season
Seasons make relationships
Each season a treasure of our love
She makes spring with green colors
Where little butterflies dance
She makes the summer so hot
Where little birds tweet
Quenches thirst by juicy plums
dried lips with your sweet kiss.
dried lips with your sweet kiss.
She makes the autumn fall
Where we all sleep on a leafy mat
She makes the winter so cold
Where she masks my pain in the snow
Keeps the nest in warm love
So I adore "she"
My soul, my heart the season.
My soul, my heart the season.
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