Fragrant swirls
of bright
spring sunshine
stream down
collecting pools
of golden warmth
& pollen
in my hair.
All the bees will
envy me,
my honey, sweet.
Rolling sticky
& thick with Love.
We're laughing deep
in the soft
green grass.
Frozen moments
of Heaven on Earth
Together,
we become
timeless
For we've created
our own season.
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