Spring Optimism
The wind's soft caress
Feels like your hands...
Whispers on my arms
Fingers through my hair.
Cotton, one-hundred percent
Not a jacket, but arms,
Your embrace- warm
With you, I am safe.
Voices of strangers
I hear only you...
Kind words of love
Soft lips I long to kiss.
Miles become moments,
Not together, nor apart.
The promise of tomorrow
Keeps you here today.















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