A love among the seasons

Their love, like a rosebush in the springtime,
is blooming vengefully against the frost.
How strangely two silhouettes in serpentine,
will blossom until all control is lost.

The ensuing  swelters of the summer,
forces the mass of beads to come trembling down.
It accosts two lovers to remember,
a passion they have eternally known.

The crisp air and the leaves trembling in the fall,
returns them both back to their memories.
They see the orange and yellow dreams that call
them instinctively to certain pleasantries.

The winter snow traces footprints as they fondly stroll.
They wait for the spring, when love can bloom in full.