Season’s Love

Season’s love

Changes every quarter

Now I bring in cuddly winters

Or the hot summers

Spring is the where one makes love

Autumn is the wait

While yearning calls for

I know My love is arriving

Set my heart on fire

And purity is bliss

True love is what I wish for

The serene wave of comfort

 

So much to tell

So little to hear

I have to know

You’re heart’s still here

My mind is boggling

In surprise

You seem so far and yet so close

Love in all its true might

There’s always a chance

To return home

Waiting since long

Down the road.



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