Inspired by and dedicated to Jasmine Chanel Parker.
Red light, green light, one, two, three...
The feelings I feel for you are concrete.
If when you and I are alone, one listens carefully,
One can hear clearly that our hearts do speak.
Let us eavesdrop on our hearts and hear what they say.
They speak of enjoying a picnic in May.
They want a Sunday afternoon in a mountain, far away.
Distant from the city and the "day to day."
My muse, in awe I stare at you for one simple reason.
To say that my feelings are not true, would truly be treason.
You and I are Vivaldi and our love, his "Four Seasons."
When we are together, there are none other more gleesome.
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