By h.
Date: 2001 May 31
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The Four Seasons

Make love to me,
On rainy spring days.
When drops drum on our roof,
And we feel the smell,
Of fresh air and grass,
On our skin.

Make love to me,
On hot summer days.
When our bodies burn,
And love melts down your spine,
We cool our lips,
With our breath and fingertips.

Make love to me,
On windy autumn days.
When brown leaves fall off trees,
On our bed and white sheets,
And our hands touch the light,
Of naked craving eyes.

Make love to me,
On snowy winter days.
When icicles dangle down our window,
Whispers and mouns flowing softer,
And sounds of joy and laughter,
Expel the cold around us.