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Spring
Spring, life flourishes
Like a gentle flower
It's time to be awakened
Your petals unfold
Inhale deeply, slowly
Eyes closed, wide open
The bouquet is sweet
Unmistakably yours
The scent is feminine
It calls my name
Whispering, loudly
Quietly you scream
Only I can hear this voice
It is for me, only for me
I am invited, embraced
Ravaged, lovingly
I surrender, take me
I am yours
You are mine
~Rick Berry
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