Of your finger on my neck
The opening of my eye
And that’s all for now
Just a sound
From the wind blowing hard
Through the changing trees
Opposite our wide window
Just a smell
Of the flowers forming
In seductive sizes and crazy colours
And the garden remains
Just a taste
Of springtime was all I wanted
It is almost here now
A bittersweet spit in my mouth
Just a look
At reality is more than enough
To understand that this is all
I dreamed for in my life
But then that’s all for now
Since you’re fading and I stay solid
Spring time has finally came
And there’s nothing left to remain
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