whisper to me
in tones of Spring,
guide me from
the travails of Winter
be gentle,
my body’s still
quivering in transit
be warm,
my heart’s still
shivering in thaw
be true,
my mind is
adjusting to clarity
be pure,
my spirit needs
a virtuous pursuit
An open journal... WARNING: some poems contain nudity or sexual images. NSFW 18+
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