spring… strawberry love… obsession…


it is afternoon; I’m reading your words
written with the ink of your molecules

they drip daily, drop by drop, joy, hope,
love [that motley exciting DNA of yours…]

passed just a few minutes… — I smile…
don’t you feel our friendship as a gift?

with you is spring; is May… chirp of birds
is the mood of first love… I breathe it…

taste of strawberry love… obsession…

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

aretworb by Ty Wilson • Spring & First Love

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