...until next year... but not to worry. Fall is filled with a love all its own. There are plenty of verses to follow about the season to come.
Summertime, the Bee, and the Heart's Reverie
You whispered to me a fuzzy little tune
about a season that came and went,
and I fear my heart became your rosy bloom,
which I so willingly lent.
You haunted me so sweetly,
fleet and darling ghost flame,
and made me glow so completely
until the next season came.
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