Warm Wind

Bringing to mind thoughts of a warm spring day.
Holding a handful of gold sunshine and silver stars.
Laughingly rolling with lady and doodle bugs.
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Why believe in your heart?
Why question your spirit?
Why doubt love?
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Like the exotic butterfly in a fluttering rhapsody,
Examining your quintessential elixirs.

Ecstatic in the certitude of euphoric oneness,
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If, the glint in your eye was aligned oh so perfectly with the starry reflection of the mystic lake while all planets were harmoniously echoing a melancholy tune.

If, I, in sparkling lace of white, chanting prayers of eternal love, under the giant oaks dedicated to you, while accompanied by the aura of Juno and Jupiter, during a sacred simultaneous century old thunderstorm.
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Ah, equilibrium, lean upon it lightly, for who knows,
The many moon glows,
Captured by your luminous eyes.

Shall we share that twinkle,
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Wishing on a fallin star nightly and dreaming of a perfect equation to win his heart.
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