The Spring Is Coming

the spring is coming,
i wish to awake with the touch of breeze every dawn,
see the glint of sun upon mountains,
and smell your fragrance in the air,
sense your existance inside my own,
hear the voice of the heart which beats for me,
and realize that you love me...

by nasibeh Daneshvar

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A lovely fresh poem, newly minted. Love Ernestine XXX