Cottony billows of pillows, cloud's linen case ripped, feathers fall
Goose down snow, drops on a white blanket below, winter in a lace shawl
Seasonal ice negligee, melts away, revealing naked earth
Grounds belly swells, above her loin's dells, bursting spring's birth
Summer reposes, sleepily dozes in lazy steamy dreams
In a gown of roses her beauty exposes, stitched with flowering silver streams
Fireworks of colored spark, flaming leaves shower in autumn's dark, night falls
Life's dress gently embossed with a shroud of crystal frost, lips of a cold wind calls
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