Interludes Of Breathtaking grace.
Interlude Of Breathtaking Grace.
She blossoms over springs pressing upward though still embedded under wintry
sheets of white.
So much softer then a dandelion puff her image gently caresses my mind.
She waits like a butterfly emerged to spread her wings and grace me with summer's warmth.
The space of loneliness and hesitation between us vanishes rapidly as her May eyes beckon yes.
Yet I pause to savor one of life's most stellar revelations, to bask in the perfumed air of promise, in a moment frozen but soon thawing in the rapture of her arms.
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