Blue Flowers

Blooming flowers of spring, your petals of azure

Bring joy every year, of that I am sure.

Your intoxicating scent flows throughout me

As essential as the air I breathe.

I reach out to touch the curls that adorn your face

but stop so as not to disturb such grace.

I depart in silence, in a melancholy way

Content with the prospect of returning someday.


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