Sometimes it’s summer in your eyes.
Trees swaying in the green of the breeze
There, the sun shines.

And flowers bloom in Spring,
Cool yellow green, where moist
Mossy earth is alive.

And deep evergreen inhibits darkness,
The warmth of daylight fading fast
Freezing pools of frosted blue.

Gold and brown shadowed by sunset,
an amber autumn shines
In the evening of your eyes.