Seasons

Winter leaves you cold where summer had burned you,
The seasons eternal, swept up in the never-ending.
From the spring of lust, to the warmth of love,
To the fallen hearts, to the bitter words.

It ends in the cold hard frost of nevermore,
but starts again in the thaw of this new sun.
An April girl with wild desire,
Met the Autumn boy with his soul on fire.

The nature of their affections untold,
A seasoned mind and a playful smile.
They will fall and they will blossom,
Just wishing for an endless summer.