All Seasons Are For Love

winter is an aphrodisiac it sends them reeling for each other's warmth usually with a piping hot coffee filling the air of their rendevouz spring sends them running in the sunflower fields to crown each other with the gigantic little petalled sun the real sun smiling from afar the neighbour's garden are slowly coloured with new blossoms they feel like its landlady coming to life again rosy cheeks, limpid blue eyes and light pink lips the whole garden seems to be speaking through her face she relives her youth again through the season nothing can be better remembered than love with bouquets of roses to cheer everything up summer is reserved for youths the thirst for love runs through the body with sweat the warm scent of the field after a bout of rain sends his libido rising high their eyes are cauldrons of love heat up by the temperature of the day the moon and the sun are eyes that eagerly witness this heaty spice of life the flame of youth just couldnt be doused dog summer day autumn sends them scouting for the best fashionable wear in the mall and of course the season's sweet fruit juices that abound autumn comes in so many shades - of orange and yellow they find it hard to match without coming to terms with what is playing in their heartstring the breeze tears the leaves away to reveal the thirst of the life underneath the thirst for love for winter is love's best aphrodisiac