white as the snow
my angel soars
into the brown of my eyes
and steals my air.
red as a tulip
my flower sprouts
into my arms
and clutches my love
bright as the sun
my sadness flees
when heat comes around
flustered hot faces
cool like a breeze
my leaf floats down
into my heart
and blows it away
my seasonal lover
never will go
unless the world stops
being its beautiful self.
