Four Seasons Haiku

[heslopian]

the sound of spring, soft rain,
red coats - I wrap you up
and kiss your nose.

summer lives inside my head -
when you breathe, parks are built
and ice creams sold.

a single leaf on our bedstead,
noticed as you rip my shirt -
where did it come from?

as snow drenches the windowsill,
whispered arguments are heard -
I pick you up, kiss your navel.