It was warm in March
        After winter's tundra cold
We reveled in it
        Winter would not come back

But with April
        Winter's chill again took hold
The warmth of March
        A , in winters attack

May came, unseen
         missed amid our tears
A gentle warmth
        That melted our hearts with love

'til summer's heat
        Flamed our passions into fears
All consuming.
        We could not rise above.

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