By wordley
Date: 2002 May 18
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Springtime Love

You came into my life as spring into the world, all new and fresh
I stopped and picked the bud of new love, a button-hole of desire
I nosed it's fragrance, so alive, so aware of the flesh
That I was consumed by its all-devouring fire.
What do I have to say to you, who is more than I could ever need,
Who is everything I want, who folds around me like a second skin,
Who speaks to me in words of love, a feast on which I feed,
And in whose heart, when this world oppresses, I may enter in,
There is only one phrase that will give you your due.....
Quite simply put..."I LOVE YOU"