Love is four seasons I- Spring
Spring
Beyond the visible spring of nature, a secret season stirs my soul,
My beloved spreads her emerald robe across the waiting whole.
Her breath releases jasmine, wild roses in the air,
Like dawn’s soft breeze, she touches willows with tender care.
Each step she takes breaks the silence of the night,
And flowers awaken, opening petals to the light.
Lovers’ songs, like migrating birds, soar into the sky,
While pearls of dew on her cheeks like morning jewels lie.
When I stand before my tall and graceful beloved, I bow with greeting,
She answers with a smile, like a flower at day’s first meeting.
From the fragrance of her reply, spring drifts through the air,
O newborn season of beauty and grace—arise, all gardens prepare.
With care I seal my love, the rising sun our witness,
Each kiss returned, red as blossoms of morning brightness.
Thus our love dances in the fresh spring air,
And every breath of nature bears witness that we care.
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