Spring is a sun kissed forehead.
It’s a cherry blossom tree whose flowers flutter like butterflies in your stomach.
It’s pink rosy cheeks when your eyes meet.
It’s sharing a vanilla milk shake and asking for a kiss to see how it tastes.
Summer is skin covered in sweat from midday sex. It’s when sweat from your lover’s forehead drip drops in your mouth and you love the taste. Because it quenches a thirst that you didn’t know was there. So hot you want to rip each other’s skin off. It’s a kiss that leaves all the colors of the sunset on your skin.
Autumn is a cozy hug by the fire. It’s chills up your spine when curious fingers trace your scars. It’s taking out the skeletons in your closet and wearing them as costumes for each other. It’s trick or treat and smelling each other’s feet because you’re comfortable like that with each other.
Winter is peace and quiet in the daylight. It’s lonely and silent in the moonlight. It’s laying in the dark with your backs facing each other. It’s being a millimeter away and feeling so distant from each other. It’s loud tears that only you can hear and being choked by fear.
Love is all the seasons.