as I look back
I see freshness
strung on rhythmic patterns
pure poetry -
each breath
each hush
each moment
yes, I have felt spring
all along....
you've already delved deep
to find the words..
and me..
I can simply feel
a labored breath,
waves of warmth
stinging
as nothing dare break
this hushed silence
so overcome with this
yet another glimpse
into your heart..
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