Four Seasons of Love

You were the first snowflake of winter, always so eager when you came. You made me fall like autumn leaves, thieves could not have been as sly. You are wise beyond your years, as your whispers are similar to a summer's breeze that tickles my ears. No matter the season, winter, summer, fall or spring; you have been blessed with the best and that is why you are my everything. I envisioned your arrival before you even came, left your side foolishly, thinking others would make me feel the same. Your eyes shine so brightly, providing me with guidance whenever I am lost at night. I sought shelter and solace and found it in your kiss, as the seasons keep changing, offering mother nature bliss. I can no longer pretend that you are not the one, as you have managed to simultaneously become my moon and my sun. You are the diamond that shines in my sky, the drug that never fails to get me high. I am wrapped up in your love, tossing and turning to rise further above. You are the problem that raises my spirits and weakens my bones, and the solution which chases away my sobriety and follows me home. Music could not sound as poignant and bittersweet as the words you whisper softly before caressing my cheek. I have won my biggest battle to date, my Waterloo was you, preordained by fate. You are the ale that makes me sing, like a bird no longer caged you have released me from my prison and shown me freedom at its best. And like the sun, I am comforted in knowing that you will always rise in the east and then set in the west. In the fall, your love encompasses me, painting with vibrancy whilst colouring my leaves. Winter comes and you keep me warm, nestled by the fire and safe from harm. When Spring has sprung, I fall deeper with you, slowly ascending the ladder of love. Summer is an eternal state whenever you are around; I can always feel the heat you emanate, was lost but now am found.