Spring Romance

I’ll moisten my lips, and whisper my open secret..
The soft wind dances and levels with me kissing softly your kisses with Spring buds on my cheeks ..

Flowers on my hair, and on my mouth a new refrain, Our Whitsuntide Sonata…

I laugh and cry, I live I die, I burn I drown,
and I endure great pleasure in this torment.
Eyesight can be sharp, blurred by in varying ways,
depart or stay laugh or weep,

For this once, let me be.

Winking, Blinking Sweetly..
Love carving its trace to bring you soon to me..

For this once, let me be. – SophiaFine

– Spring Romance – 24×34 Painting by SophiaFine

February 2012