Of all the seasons that we may recall,

Springtime stands the brightest in our minds,

When flowers bloom and trees are dressed in rind,

And gentle showers soothe and mend all.

But in your eyes, I see a summer’s blaze,

A warmth that ignites passions unexplored,

And like the sun that rises, unimplored,

You bring to life the hopes of brighter days.

And so, I find in you a wondrous light,

That beckons me to sail upon its beams,

To follow where it leads, and in its sight.

To find the source of all my fondest dreams.

So let the seasons turn, and come what may,

For in your love, I find eternal May.