as spring erupts in violent splendour,
my soul remains bound,
winter's turbulent Iron grip,
I shut my eyes,
dreaming of you,
wanting bridges across I - you,
I shut my eyes,
bound by dreams,
running forever,
always to you - my spring.
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Your poetry makes me wanna find a lost part of myself, a part that is lost within myself. Very rejuvenating words. Thank you for the feeling you're brought up on me.
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