WINTER
oceans of white
no escape
like blindness
absorbing your consciousness
enligthens you during the day
and without love,
every night would be black
like falling
in a bottomless well
pitch black
and no hands there to comfort
but I’m not alone now
not this winter
your warmth is here
and your red cheeks
dots of color
along with your footprints next to mine
footprints of love
AUTUMN
dramatic colors of fall
-shiver
my cells inside
are like the leaves dancing
is it a fall?
the fall of summer
of life
and joy?
why is it then,
that my body and mind
are more filled with love
than any summer
than any day awaken by birds
and overwhelming winds of flower perfume?
so, the nature’s red fills me up
and just like nature is filled
with the color of love
so am I of pure love
SPRING
springtime
does it even exist anymore?
is that gray scale still there?
the difference between
summer and winter
warmth and cold?
or is it a blur
a confusion of feelings
nature doesn't know what to feel
and so
it mixes
SUMMER
bathing in sunlight
with those beautiful birds singing
you'll come and
overwhelm me
those weeks apart
we'll make 'em up
soft warm skin
hair standing up, glowing, on our arms
and your awakening face
smiles at me
with a gloria of shiny hair
all around
and our pulses will meet
in our hands
fingertips
they're so alike
fireflies during the night
flying up up
'til they disappear
in the dark
give life to the sun
