Seasons in Love

Do you hear my voice when

You hear summer's sweet song?

The blooming flowers whisper syllables

And they start to sound like my name before long.

Do you notice how the playful

Stars wink in the absent sky?

The image flirts with memories

Of our days gone by.

Do you dance in the rain

To the rhythm of falling drops?

The puddles remember my dancing feet

And the clouds look like props.

Do you breathe in the lilies?

Do you recognise me in their fragrance?

But, do you also forget the way the lilies stain?

The scent will fade but the stain acts with resistance.