Non-Erotic PoetryRites of SpringLife emerges from the skeleton's of winter,
green becomes green while
plum blossoms float to my alter.
Perfume returns to the air while
mist kisses the tree's
and spring falls down
in droplets from the gunmetal sky.
Animals are on the move
and the wind is my lover
again.
Change has come.
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