Spring on Me
Glimpse of Spring
endure
feel it: the dream, scalding, glittering
accept the desire,
experience light, cheer, posterity.
It comes, fumbling. Full spice
His deep eternal inside
feeltastehearseesmell, tears away, still live on
wipe, flow, breathe
the breath of Spring.
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