Romancing Spring
Come to green mother
Naked, willed and wild
Visit the bed of death
Where circles hide
Submerse senses in the newborn
Aroma and cinematography
Tease the skin with warm wind
That tumbles and tingles dry
Cradle the baby’s breath slowly
As it toddles and cries into a bouquet
Beneath a marbleized sun
On the beauty of a bashful April day
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