Seasons of Love

Winter cold ice crystals, glistening in gloomy evening skys
They say dream upon a white Christmas, but I believe in not believing in the hype
Purity and innocence is what it represents
But December me in a different shade to your rememberance
Painting a canvas of  rosy reds, vibrant pinks, February brings heartbeats into sweet harmony
As I March to find a four-leaf clover love, I get excited... rare to find but I am lucky your mine
When your near I feel an instance of calming peace
As I feen for you--every moment of passion is just my reaction to the  raindrops April approaches
And those showers of power keep me going...
May I spring my petals of desire across your sweet nectar embrace
Hard to keep but I see fit
Sun rises in the morning I look to you for encouragement
Summer nights I find myself reminisce June, this year not that hot
And I am scared my dreams will become  reality bc I will begin falling for you like autumn leaves
And it seems that the seasons are changing...