Someone Knocks At the Door - 02

I hear from
a not so far distance
someone whispers
so erotic in
the ears of the buds
to open their eyes
with a smile
towards all around-
perhaps the chirps,
the sweet notes
of birds in the groves,
the colour on the
cheek of clouds
flying west-
are all, that makes
it all, so obvious
that the moment-
the moment of
first date
between the Earth
and the spring
has just arrived.


And perhaps
spring is going to plant
his first kiss
on her petal cheeks.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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