We might feel slightly... presumptuous  maybe even  audacious  mentioning the word Spring Winter’s timeshare is not used up The changing of the guard  the calendar has not yet proclaimed But I can see Her lightbody

We might feel slightly…
presumptuous 
maybe even 
audacious 
mentioning the word
Spring
Winter’s timeshare is not used up
The changing of the guard 
the calendar has not yet
proclaimed
But I can see Her lightbody
drifting through the 
grey mist
Feel Her unmistakable warmth
easing my tension
Hear the drum beat of newbirth
of potential 
Somewhere far away,
…and yet close.
Close.
Closer.
I will not dare to
hearken Her arrival
but I shall recognize Her essence,
Her aura
And rejoice over the buds 
come out from hiding
in the places she has kissed 
in secret 
praising her quietly. 

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