SUMMER
When the love of ours was just blooming like the beautiful flowers in my garden, it was soothing. Our innocent and sacred young love was just foolhardy. We are lying and feeling the spring breeze on my rooftop. I'm holding your hand and kissing you like there's no tomorrow.
SUMMER
Under the scorching heat of the sun, we felt the warmth of our love while the warm wind burned our hearts. We're sitting on the red checkered cloth in the hot, gritty sand and the waves keep touching our toes as they come back and forth. Yes, I do really hate summer, but you like it, and I promised to myself that I'd like what you like, and even the things you hate.
AUTUMN
Autumn is nearly here. Our innocent love has become mature and endearing. We share each other's problems and cry together. This feeling that I'm feeling right now is like when I'm just admiring you and when I keep falling for you like the yellow and orange leaves in the tree. It's nostalgic.
WINTER
Sometimes we get colder, like the weather in december, but I know the cold will never bother us, lovers anyway. We gave gifts to each other and drank hot chocolate on my terrace. You keep the warmth in my heart and you're my blanket to keep me hot.
I'll love you always in the spring, summer, autumn, and winter. The four seasons that taught us how to love and to be strong no matter what problems will come to our lives.
Through the four seasons, this is how our love grows.
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In the Blue Sky
Poetry"Once upon a time in the blue sky." A collection of locutions about love, dreams and life. Full of random thoughts soaring above the blue sky. Daylight 2023
