Spring
With petals
Beneath me
Pollen clings
As to bees
On the breeze
Flitting fingers
On the whims of wings
Surrounding me
Pollinating measures
Foster little
Loving lines
Just for you
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With petals
Beneath me
Pollen clings
As to bees
On the breeze
Flitting fingers
On the whims of wings
Surrounding me
Pollinating measures
Foster little
Loving lines
Just for you
Poets bleed from the heart and soul
I dreamed I could fall asleep.
