All Seasons Are For Love

Anything artificial does not help at all, Artificial cooling lacks nature's call, Kissing and embracing the sweating sweetheart, Keeps me so saline whole day her salt, Drops of sweat that shine like diamonds, Are more tasty than nuts and almonds, When she drops her eyelids into two loving arms, It's summer that smiles with virgin charms, Life is delicious when eyelids are kissed, When season is changed this pleasure is missed. The clouds that rise like a growing teenager, And force the eyes to dive even deeper, On my bosom when feel soft touch of the twins, It's sweat once again from the past summer ruins, That forces the lovers to sing and dance, They run outside in the rains for romance, It's sweat of nature that washes all strains, Love in exposure of beauty is the rains, Lightning, thundering showers then expose, Exciting, pleasuring odors of the rose! The leaves when fall and the trees are naked, The view of a tree is then truly rated, The palm when crawls on the stem of a plant, The hands enjoy nice nature's grand grant, The leaking moisture as sweat of the tree, Still it's enough abundant and free, The lover is blessed with porn of autumn, It's love that is written in its blank column, Let us love in the autumn like summer and rains, I love to have a few more stains. I am looking for it where has gone your sweat, It has been converted in breathing out heat, It's too cold outside but your breathing warms, Let me hide my whole in your burning charms, How hot are your lips! I feel the beat, The twins have produced the needing heat, Every wave from you has vibrated my all, The fog of breaths is not shy at all, Love in winter has its own singular taste, Enjoy it in full hurry up with the haste. Come out sweet heart and listen to the bell, Extinguished is the fire of the old ugly hell, Dress like a rainbow, to the flowers let us fly, Butterfly, butterfly my sweet butterfly, We shall sing outside we shall dance outside, Spring has come as a beautiful bride, Expose yourself as the nature has exposed, Come out as a flower or a lyric composed, The wind is blowing with a message of love, Close all roads for the passage of love. The teen aged beauty of early springs, From where you have got the fairy's wings, What of the cloth even sight now slips, Turning in the dance your legs your hips, Clouds scattered on the neck and arms, I don't see anything but the charms, You don't walk you swim like mermaids, Spring you lead in the all six maids, Grown up in a girl that twists in a dance, What else she needs only love and romance, Haven't you seen yourself in a mirror, A princess of appeal and queen of terror, You came and conquered the poet's heart, Your music your painting are the works of art, All other seasons are to dye in love, Spring has been made to die in love. (Being inspired by Mahakavi Kalidas, Shkespeare of the East)