We dance together under the stars, she coats me in warmth and is intoxicating with her scent of roses and jasmine.
Where are you?
I've heard she is going to make an appearance soon... but I am getting impatient.
Winter with the cold, blustery winds and chilling rains.
Spring, with the colors of daffodils and tulips popping and flirting from the earth.
Fall, cold and crisp in the mornings, warm in the afternoons and deliciously brilliant in asplash of color.
And Summer. Hot, glorious and seductive.
Did I miss you?
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