Love between seasons

In the realm where seasons intertwine,

A tale unfolds, both rare and fine.

It speaks of love, so fierce and true,

Between Summer's warmth and Winter's hue.

Amidst the verdant, sun-kissed land,

Summer dances with a tender hand.

Her golden rays, a blazing embrace,

Breathing life, adorned with grace.

The flowers bloom, a vibrant array,

Their colors basked in Summer's sway.

Yet Winter waits, with patient eyes,

A chill in the air, as daylight dies.

Cloaked in frost, a pristine shroud,

He whispers softly, without a sound.

His touch, cold and delicate, like lace,

Blankets the earth, adorning its space.

Their love, an eternal paradox,

Two seasons entwined, like paradox.

Summer's fire, ablaze with desire,

Winter's ice, a gentle empire.

They meet in dreams, where worlds collide,

Their union hailed, as love's own guide.

In twilight's hour, their love takes flight,

As Summer surrenders to Winter's might.

A snowflake falls, on skin so warm,

A testament of love, in nature's form.

The cold and heat, in harmony entwined,

A love story whispered by the wind.

For Summer's fire, Winter finds relief,

In Winter's chill, Summer finds belief.

Together they weave a tapestry grand,

A tale of love that spans the land.

For in their embrace, seasons unite,

Bridging the gap between day and night.

So let us cherish their eternal dance,

The union of Summer and Winter's chance.

For love knows no bounds, no time nor space,

It thrives in every season's embrace.

In Summer's heat and Winter's frost,

Their love eternal, forever embossed.