The First Signs
Cherry pink and Apple white, fill
the air and fragrance flow. Wings
of butterflies carry the words of
springs love, as the sun caresses
the wintered skin. New birth in
screaming silence, as buds and
and flora burst of life. And the
colours intertwine, a mosaic of
of natures pride. Now before the
eye are winters dreams, to digest
and realize. Dawns and sunsets
long and soothing, and to the
heart of love consuming. Come
walk with me, to be as one in
empathy.
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