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Spring

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Ah Spring,

she sneaks in

wearing nothing but

raindrops and lace

and the promise

of a green summer gown.

Burgeoning beauty

that she is

she offers us

a dance.

Put on your finest

pinks and yellows,

she says,

shine in your splendor,

unfurl your petals

and make love

to the bees.

Tenderly hold

each blossom,

inhale its beauty,

and then joyfully

dance on.

We are the kiss,

she says,

we are the embrace,

we hold life blossoming

and death returning

in this dance

of motion

and stillness

and love.

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