04-14-2016, 09:18 PM
Nice one, Cath! Alrighty then... my turn:
The cold, wet fingers of winter are shrivelling,
New leaves, sunshine and melting snowbanks herald spring
In all its glory. My heart rejoices, for my love
Blossoms with the bright, vernal light shining above.
Congealed whiteness yields to the stirrings of new life
Sprouting from the ground in luscious greenery, rife
With colorful buds sheltering nascent flowers.
But all this is naught compared to that charm of hers…
Her smile melted the ice gripping my frozen heart
Who’s beating strong again; her loving arms impart
So much warmth and care, my dormant soul awakens
From its wintry slumber and my spirit quickens,
Reborn anew. Truly, springtime is in the air;
Gentler sunshine, warmer breeze, weather sweet and fair,
And above all, our love, mi enamorada...
Te quiero para siempre, Amapola.
The cold, wet fingers of winter are shrivelling,
New leaves, sunshine and melting snowbanks herald spring
In all its glory. My heart rejoices, for my love
Blossoms with the bright, vernal light shining above.
Congealed whiteness yields to the stirrings of new life
Sprouting from the ground in luscious greenery, rife
With colorful buds sheltering nascent flowers.
But all this is naught compared to that charm of hers…
Her smile melted the ice gripping my frozen heart
Who’s beating strong again; her loving arms impart
So much warmth and care, my dormant soul awakens
From its wintry slumber and my spirit quickens,
Reborn anew. Truly, springtime is in the air;
Gentler sunshine, warmer breeze, weather sweet and fair,
And above all, our love, mi enamorada...
Te quiero para siempre, Amapola.
"Let my worship be within the heart that rejoiceth, for behold: all acts of love and pleasure are my rituals."
- The Goddess -
- The Goddess -