By h.
Date: 14 March 2001
Spring
...
Spring,
Waiting at the door,
Waiting to touch me,
To throw me,
Glue me on your soul.
Spring,
Ready to light my heart,
Ready to catch my mind,
To lose it in your eyes,
And find it on your lips.
Spring...
Will you allow me,
To look for my mind,
My soul,
My heart,
On your lips?
...
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