Weaving a season

>Sometimes
seasons end early
Winter came quick
this year
All I wanted was
to watch the autumn
And whisper my secrets
to the moon

Sometimes
I feel like dancing
on stars
Or lying naked
in the grass
(But only when it’s raining)

Have you ever
kissed a violet
Dripped rose petals
on your skin?
Only in the summer
when in season
(And only when it’s raining)

Sometimes
I’m convinced
When it rains-
It pours
I’m left without an umbrella
No raincoat, no sky

I just wanted to
see the fall
In the Vermont mountains
While drinking
mint leaf tea
And to bring a closure to
An ever fading “us”
That never existed
to begin with
(But only when it rained)