The seasons of My love

When we are apart I am winter,
Cold and miserable.
My life is bleak without you.

When we meet I am spring,
I am reborn.
Busting with life in your love's sun.

When we make love I am summer,
Warm and glorious.
My passion heated by your radiant beauty.

When we sleep I am autumn.
Dormant; awaiting the spring,
That comes with your morning smile.

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