You, Me And The Seasons

I have long since forgotten about the seasons There exchanging of seats on the lap of the earth There casting of shadows upon leafs and lands And there slow deaths and abrupt births I have long since forgotten the way you Looked at me from behind hedges when There was spring all around with fresh attire And you gathered the pieces of dreams broken There under the canopy of pregnant clouds Your heart has been soaked with love And I have forgotten how many times you Walked with naked feet to me staring above For the rain to cease and with the edge Of the dress while collecting the pearly drops Recounted the past hours of union that Gave you sleepless nights and strong hopes