The seasons they move me
Like the hot sweaty summer days filled with memories
The joy of summer love erases the heat and fills it with chemistry

The change to autumn …
Brisk crisp winds caressing our skin
We become comfortable once again
Sleeping with covers to provide warmth to bask in

The change into winter …
It becomes so cold we quiver
When we need each others warmth the most we fall asleep and fail to deliver
Ultimately losing are cover we shiver

We ponder how the next season will be …
If we will reach spring, springing forward blossoming into something beautiful with no time to fall back asleep