Seasons

You are the first leaf bud of spring 

I am the whistling thrush

That sings at dawn. 
You are the first plunge pool of summer

I am the glacier

Melting in your arms.
You are the first rain of monsoon

I am the parched earth

Singing your love song.
You are the first shiver of winter

I am the crackling fire

Reflecting your warmth. 

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