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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