Your Spring

Season of coldness has passed

Yellow leaves,

Whiteness of hills,

Greys' skys been trashed

Greenness season starts

Deadly grieve,

Pinnacle of wills,

Visage 's, Bee like dart

Songs tumbles on chart

Jasmines' weave,

Oh, of your sills,

Your Springs, when pat


Author's Notes/Comments: 

This one is dreaming of your someone. i realy like to make an idea about my future someone before we meet. it's like drawing a picture and start to choose your colours for a wonderfull painting.

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