Seasons
Roses are red, violets are blue
Sugar is sweet and so are you,
The spring in your hair,
The curve in your smile
The way that you walk,freezes time.
Every second with you
another one in forever
A little forever longer than never.
When you kiss me
your lips remind me of autumn
pumkin spice latter like Starbucks in November.
When Winter rolls in,
and I'm with you
There's no place better than to be wrapped around you.
To hear your heart beat
beat african rhythms
Like music in my ears in cold December.
In the winter Roses aren't red
Violets aren't blue
Bur being with you is like summer in June.
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