Spring

He clings to me like a vapor
of mist never letting go,
His love is falling rain
drenching my soul.

The sweetest treasure I unearthed
Clasping the warmth of his body
I live in his touch,

He thirsts for it
without knowing why
The night ends quickly
when stars disappear in the sky,

He craves me with deepening insanity
The where and why incoherency
Groping for heights we reached
In the mountain where clouds touched the trees.

Green leaves bow to his majesty
The ground he trod where stones sing
Calm prevails the sweet serene
The woods wake up, it is spring.

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