My beloved, the rain is writing sweet love letters to the sun
Penning memories of summers with the colours of pure bliss,
Through the storms, these pitch-dark evenings are balancing spring’s return,
Drawing on the future’s seasons new rebirth and life’s soft kiss.
Blue equations of unknown twirling psalms from the ninth cloud
Are selling their playful patterns to the gentle breeze of dawns,
Yearning magical tomorrows, meadows seal the wind’s soft sound,
While embracing leafy forests, earthy spells chant birds’ love-songs.
From ether, the breathing feelings capture light in their pipe-dreams,
Joyful optimist and cheerful, holding tight blossom’s endeavour,
Caressing the seeds of heavens, driving hope through mighty stems,
My beloved, springtime is coming, cause no winter lasts forever.
© Simona Prilogan
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