Spring
You have come from springs of beauty
Just like Helen queen of Troy
From good songs from verse including mine
You’ve come to be my joy.
You are fresh and light as air
You were looking for me long
You were waving to me. Care
about us rise our dawn.
You are not within my prison
There is no my solid cage
You’re like wind according season,
But today you have to change.
You’ve intruded in my house
I don’t sleep I want to sing,
Oh, my rose, my Muse of chaos,
Oh, my ruddy pretty spring.
Copyright © Serge Lyrewing | Year Posted 2018
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