and moments when hearts beat hotly
time slows in the summer
trees stop holding hands with crisp leaves
after foliage arts the highways
colors and apples drop from skies and the air is fresh in fall
cotton balls blanket the streets
and fluffed white pillows and silk sheets
the earth sleeps under winter
birds sing sounds of morning
the first warm day holds the heart in its hands
and flowers peek toward the peak of spring
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