Springtime
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As the warm morning sun seduced me, lured me up and up out of my protective winter haven, I reached for the sky when a crisp biting wind penetrated deep into my roots, I thought that I would surely wither up and die. Shall I just curl up?
Through the dark void our majestic Earth revolves
A resplendent blue orb, floating in a peculiar way
Tilted towards our sun, winter's discontent dissolves
Free from the cold clasp, life is now perky and full of play
Dandelions,
yellow splotches
speckle verdant lawns
while violets
wow
with their purple pomp
Ah!
April's awe
of
jonquils
lilacs
and crocus
like a heavenly chorus
i think that if i take it into too much consideration,
the momental magic seems to be shaved away.
there were twice as many stars as usual-
A dog without a feather,
A car without a sail,
My life without you pointless
As a frog without a tail.
As warts are for a princess,
Your love is for my life.
I need you like a daisy
It seems I only wrote of winter
And gloomy days of fall.
My words would sting like splinters,
And scratch me with their claws.
Now that I know this life,
With springtime on my skin,
Weave flowers through your hair
while we sit in the garden.
To be alone with you,
not touching, never touching,
is a sublime torture,
an exercise in self-denial and gratification,
It's spring time in the mountains
and in the valley so sweet.
It's spring time in the rivers
In the depths of Tarturus, we long for spring time.There is no spring here, in the world we live.We are surrounded by Evil.By Hatred.
In the depths of Tarturus, we long for spring time.There is no spring here, in the world we live.We are surrounded by Evil.By Hatred.
Yellow over Green
What auras you bring,
The gentle breeze creates a soulful melody
As Maraca leaves shuffle to their fertile dance
The harmonious birds take center stage
It's getting warmer
so we're coming back from the dead
if you listen closely
you'll hear the change inside your head
