For my thirst to quench
In the abundance of summer
The treasure possessed by your presence
Your smile is a pearl yet undiscovered
I forgot to smell the flowers
I said farewell to last summer
I bowed to the crown of autumn
Just to run to the arms of winter
Let me savor the taste of this wine
Since I’m crazed from the search for you
Your smell, your touch, feels the same
Our destiny is to be remembered
In the dusty and busy stumping
When there’s no tension noticed
No attention’s paid to the gluttony of the flesh , before the awareness of the vines turning to dust