By Wing
Date: 10 December 2000
12 months
12 Months
January came along, as I buried my body in the hatred of snow.
As February came by, you lit a fire to melt me in your arms.
The fresh new days arrived upon us two in the morning dew of March.
It rains each day as we cuddle in the April spring waking with a new sweet day.
May’s endeavor, that dwells in our memories so flawlessly and lasted forever.
June came earsdropping as we talked about our eternal life with one another.
July clings each grapes and flowers not blossoms are now blossoms to beauty of the earth.
August, my love, our hearts beating each to each that will burn away the sun.
Awaken in the days of September, I blushed in your touch at a mile.
I feared I lost you someday in October, but you piled me with kisses creeping up near of this warm sea-scented beach.
Resting our wings, await in the new arrival of the cold November.
And when snowfalls around is in December, our love sparks up and destroys the coldness of winter.
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