Four Seasons Of Love

In spring, the seed of affection budded and bloomed

Floral ecstasy blossomed, and the April rain perfumed

Reborn and alive in the young love of our growing season

Buzzing with joy and sprouting hope with you as my reason

In summer, the blaze of our heat spread like wildfire

We were scorching as we swam in the ocean of our desire

After every thunderstorm, we recaptured rays of the sun

In the golden days of relaxation, we said, “you’re the one.”

In our autumn, falling leaves of red and gold in our yard

We fought against the rising chill, but it became too hard

In the harvest, we gathered the best and burned the worst

Haunted by collected memories, unaware that we’re cursed

In Winter, I learned nothing grows inside of a frozen heart

Hot cocoa and crackling fires won’t melt us into a restart

Falling snow, beautiful but freezing, keeps on coming down

Hibernating inside myself, praying for spring to come around

This poem first appeared on Medium.