Humanity Sings
It is Spring and all humanity sings.
As large pinwheels dance in her winds,
And lovers lips blossom into roses.
Hearts beat faster, with love in view.
Time silences our egotistical will to win,
Enchanted, carefree, we as sunlit boats.
Observing beating veins in lovers’ arms throats,
Racked with sweet, sensual desire to fulfill.
Nature’s call, to honor Spring’s mystical will.
05/25/2023
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