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She danced over my desires like a light footed ballerina 
tapping into my longings like an intuitive child of the seventies 
Every drip of icicle sent shivers down my spine 
and so I wrote her a letter, asking her to  quietly go away; 

She answered me, with a whip of wind and a  halo from the sun 
her summons were refreshing, like a snowflake on the tongue
Although I begged her to release her seasonal lurk on me 
she gave me stretchy moments  filled with February days 

She made me long for sunshine five hours every day 
and as I synced my calendar,  March arrived Hurray Hurray ! 
Every hill of white and every snowflake bright 
did eventually, fade away ....

She danced into my birthday month and gifted me the spring 
and as I sat on my veranda I could hear the birdies sing 
Every touch of her was gone at least for one more year 
and so I wrote another letter, thanking her for her short stay !

M. R

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