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Lyric of Spring
LYRIC OF SPRING Spring is singing in the air I hear the southern wind whisper It stokes the dusk sky on fire Ambience can’t be any time crisper. Morning mist masks the ground in dew Sleeping blades of grass wake up at its touch Spotless sky splashes ink on its bowl of blue Silky faces of leaves sprout, the trees watch. Spring is singing in the air I hear the southern wind whisper. Buds open in petals the flushing faces of flowers Turn into artists’ palette on maroon meadow Butterflies float on tapestry of crystallized color Rhapsody of hues from the painting they borrow. Spring is singing in the air I hear the southern wind whisper. I’ve reached you through the frost of winter My misty heart has melted into a mystique lake You swim as spring ripples the romantic water In my unclosed eyes I see you in dreams I make. Spring is singing in the air I hear the southern wind whisper If lyric of love rhymes always in flair The music of ecstasy won’t stop ever. March 1, 2018.
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