The Seasoned Season

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Here you come again.
How could I forget and  not remember.
Those familiar feelings you evoke in  all shades of amber.
Which rear my soul in bits like a dying ember.
Sipping through my veins, cracking me up  like a thunder.

Here you come again sweet December.
How could  I forget and  not remember.
Those  tastes of your flavory breeze.
Which fan my emotions  and harshly squeeze.
Till streams in my soul turn cold and freeze.

Ooh...thiscember!
Ohh...December!
Be good to me.
Melt my worries away.
Till I have nothing left to say.

Oh...thiscember!
Oh...December!
Let not my love story,
just begin  from the end.
And end at the beginning.
But intriguing.

Oh...thiscember!
Oh...December!
This time  take not my lover.
So my life chapters wouldn't lack a cover.

Oh...thiscember!
Oh...December!
Let him stay; that's all I that I ask.
As our breath eternally mingle from dawn to dusk.

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