Thoughts of spring in wintertime....
Do you thereby call me MINE?!
With such scented butterflies,
Lover's spring in wintertime,
Tell me, love, it's NOT a lie.....
Honeyed words make my heart fly:
Tender flowers, bright sunshine,
Spring romantic'ly inclines....
Winter chills love's heart to sigh,
Darkness gathers, spring brings light,
Birds sing, all blooms into life,
Love calls spring his perfect time.....
Thus beguile you winter's clime
With warm thoughts of spring's delight!
14Dec10