Three Seasons, One Word
Yellowing leaves, red hue
The bough empty pointing true
One bud in autumn
Flakes falling, ice crackling
Cold bed alone without you
Frost bite turning blue
Cherry bud blossoms
Rain dripping, hand holding hand
My fat cheeks blushing.
Love?
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