The caress of Spring


Spring arrives
The tantalising
slow caress
of a lovers hand
on my body
as I awake from
deep sleep
dark dreams

Spring arrives
The disinterred
dormant plants
seek life
thrust through
winter’s ruins
dead leaves
brittle twigs

Spring arrives
The released
leaves unfurl
spills colour
to welcome
the warmth
the Sun

Spring arrives
The sunlight
dances on
my face
colour fills
my eyes
my ears

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