Eve Of Spring Poem by Vladimir Marku

Eve Of Spring



It sprouts in my soul
Luxuriates gaily
Mistletoe of the kisses

Spring on its eve
Gracefully clad like longing
Her eyes anxious pearls

Zephyr brings the tear
Conceived in spring
Labored by the mistletoe

Spring's coming
Cinderella is lonely
Her eyes like pearls.

Friday, July 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny,memories,season,seasons,time
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