out of landscapes frigid and wind-torn,
and from within ancient trees proudly time-worn,
for you this vernal season's born.
the bone-white blanket of snow liquefies,
and the deep, gray clouds quickly clear blue skies ,
at mere sight of your bright sparkling eyes.
you turn the soft damp dew of morning air
from moisture into perfume fragrant fair,
with a laugh and twist of silken dark-brown hair.
and as your smile spreads radiantly,
leaves on bough of cherry tree
arrange in squamous symphony.
May 17, 2010
May 17, 2010 at 7:16 PM UTC
out of landscapes frigid and wind-torn,
and from within ancient trees proudly time-worn,
for you this vernal season's born.
the bone-white blanket of snow liquefies,
and the deep, gray clouds quickly clear blue skies ,
at mere sight of your bright sparkling eyes.
you turn the soft damp dew of morning air
from moisture into perfume fragrant fair,
with a laugh and twist of silken dark-brown hair.
and as your smile spreads radiantly,
leaves on bough of cherry tree
arrange in squamous symphony.
(c) Cody Veal 2010
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