love has a season
a season of youth
hot summer wind
we lay in the sun
till darkness came
we lay together
in passion's heat
in the peace after
fall is a warning
cool air needs fire
I look in your eyes
the fuel of love
has burned away
the cold has come
winter wind is ice
death is all around
I will not surrender
when spring comes
I dream of the flower
your kiss is a rose
your touch is a soft
and tender blossom
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