it was a warm breeze that fooled me into thinking it was spring…how I celebrated her first blush; wild flowers dancing in a velvet ocean of green, but I was overcome with fever; it was all a lie… morning’s icy breath lingered too long and the dazzle died ~kat Magnetic Poetry Online (Poet Kit)

frosted spring — like mercury colliding…

I had to share this as it is what my mind has said so many times!https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/60562321/posts/2586799567