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
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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