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Love Whispered SpringWinding down, the wind has spoken and it says, " Spring is coming." It is Spring in my heart whenever I think of you. I watch as fragile buds blossom into mature flowers. The wind mentions your name and carries it on a breeze right into this waiting soul. The hours have passed by with time lingering for a moment to let your love come through. Spring has come full season as I listen to the beat of your heart and sway to its rhythms. Love has been carried on the winds of forever and touched my spirit with its gossamer wings. I am waiting. Ready to be filled with Spring. Winding down, the wind has spoken and it says, " Your Spring has come." Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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