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Click hereUs in Haiku
Spring
Like the first warm breeze
Our lips just touch in the field
But it makes us bloom
Summer
We are like two dogs
Thoughts hazy in muggy heat
You sink into me
Autumn
The leaves are pretty
But they rattle in the wind
We know they will fall
Winter
Flurries of snow come
Burying what we once had
I will bloom again
I'm not too much in the comment mood, so I'll ditch the flowery stuff and just say it like it is: I thought it was a sweet little poem which recognized that renewed zest for life one experiences at the beginning of a new season; especially when sharing the changes with a loved one. That was one hell of a terrible sentence, but...there you go...
There's a delicate richness in the way you've used language in this beautiful series of images representing a sexual relationship. Constructed around the cycle of blossom and bloom, the progression of thought lingers briefly in the earthy reality of summer, such a contrast to the lightness of spring. Beautiful.