December, May and then June...
We've fallen out of tune.
A stroll down memory lane.
Lost in solitude
Once... [more].

Shadows play in the cold...
Expression-less figures dance [together]
in the Spring rain ...
walking on the seaside

Wonderful moments to embrace
A dust clouded you and I
...where were we?

followed the Autumn leaves
Smells of cinnamon, apple, and fresh wood
[but] I only remember
December, May, and June...
We've fallen out tune
[where we'd say 'I Love you?']

September alone
awaiting rain of May,
shadows of December,
walking in June.
could I have forgotten [happiness?]

without knowing, We would meet here.
life begins in the spring of May
continuing in June
Inside December's warmth...

Wrapped up in memory
easing from fear, my hope.
that an end never draws near
always holding for Love...

Walking in December,
Cold in May,
Raining flooded June...
we've fallen out of memory
and a tune
like broken pottery, scattered,
harvested in June
sculpted in December,
awaiting May...