SoulReserve

springtime

When poets fall in love,
a new world blossoms
stretching awake
from springtime dreams,
new stars are born…

And words,
like ether
rare and resplendent
pick their heads up,
from among clouds;

when poets fall in love
butterflies flutter,
& seasons drown in song.

© SoulReserve 2016

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