Hello, and happy Poetry Wednesday!
Here’s the third installment in my “Seasonal Snippets” poetry series. Since spring is in full bloom right now (pun intended), why not share a poem about the season? Enjoy! 🙂
morning lanes teem tender ballads, rustic red i flush from your rose.
murmuring warbles the brook songs down by the bank, we dive deep into spring melodies cool upon our breasts, the butterfly beats crushed dew dust onto our eyelashes.
our hearts and mind the wildflower could not contain as we flourish pleasure among the groves, idyllic i find an us in this orchestral solstice.
– The Finicky Cynic