April is not the Cruelest Month
Spring flowers are your laughter—
Awakens me from a death like trance--
Everywhere your laughter echoes,
A flower breaks a rock, breaks a wall---
Everywhere your laughter lingers,
The white swans put on their ballet shoes---
Drunk from earth dew at dawn,
Poetry seduced from intoxication
Of mere presence, of You--
wwlin04/06/2010
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Awakens me from a death like trance--
Everywhere your laughter echoes,
A flower breaks a rock, breaks a wall---
Everywhere your laughter lingers,
The white swans put on their ballet shoes---
Drunk from earth dew at dawn,
Poetry seduced from intoxication
Of mere presence, of You--
wwlin04/06/2010
© all right reserved
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