the first breath of spring.
That inspires
the birds and stars
them to sing.
Our love is as wars as a summery day,
that brings on the laughter of children at play.
Our love in the autumn
takes on a new hue
just like the trees with
their colours so new.
Our love is so beautiful,
it sets me a glow.
Like a wintery day
after the first fallen snow
the word at it's best is
how i compare
this wonderful, heavenly
love that we share.
=passion=
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