Spring
I feel the warmth,
open window,
Lying in my bed.
I see your face,
closed eyes,
Dreaming colors red.
The air is still,
mouth agape,
Possess the touch of spring.
The sky is blue,
rosy cheeks,
In unison birds sing.
Rolling over,
breathing high,
Through the box I stare.
Petals pink,
soft wind,
You are everywhere.
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