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Transitioning Love
Your love transitions like the seasons.
From scorching hot summers,
To windy cool monsoons,
Like your unexpected degrees of love.
From cumulus clouds during sunrises,
To nimbostratus hovering over the sky,
About to shower love all over me.
From the waves of heat I feel,
To the calmness you represent,
With one tranquilizing look at me.
From the evenings amethyst,
To evenings in the shade of sepia,
Teasing me with all the colours possible.
From the flaming scarlet petals of Gulmohar,
To the new emerald leaves in every corner,
Charming me effortlessly with your nature.
Your love transitions like the seasons,
From being distant yet close,
To being close yet distant.
