It was warm in March

After winter's tundra cold
We reveled in it
Winter would not come back

But with April
Winter's chill again took hold
The warmth of March
A dream, in winters attack

May came, unseen
Almost missed amid our tears
A gentle warmth
That melted our hearts with love

'til summer's heat
Flamed our passions into fears

All consuming.
That we could not rise above.


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