I wait for the spring to come
To cherish my heart
I wait blossom to appear
To inspire my soul
But spring waits for you to come
Your lively laugh
Enchants the warm sun
Smell of your hair
Oblige the flowers
Your soft move is the shower
On the dry desert of loneliness
Your sweet words
Float in the air
And reach upto the horizon
You are the ambassador
Of spring
Your graceful walk
Makes the fairies talk
Of your charm
Your soft lips
Are the music of love
In fact you the real spring
When you are with me
I need not wait for the spring
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