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The joy of spring, coming forth
Marking the end of winter's cold release.
The flowers bloom and life returns anew.
A gentle breeze, a soft caress,
A brush on delicate skin.
As rivers flow and petals fall,
The dream, like the water, begins to flow.
The gentle touch of loves embrace
The brilliant joy of simple grace
The delicate touch of unhindered bliss.
The feathered caress of delicate lashes
As petals fall to the winds embrace.
The wind that cools the sun kissed skin,
As slowly light begins to dim.
The dream fades away, with sun's last light,
And leaves you crying in nights dark grasp.
Know that the dream will come again,
With the bright suns morning gleam.
And with the sun will come the dream,
Of Spring, of Birth,...of Love.