Pink Dusting
It starts with a gentle breeze
...slowly, quietly winding down
Kissing and caressing the trees
...spiraling through branches
Finally brushing the pale petals
...sweeping them off in a flurry
Catching two furiously entwined
...in a whirlwind of scented pink
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