Oh delicious spring now mirrored in my heart By a delicate blossom beginning to open slowly; Each individual petal carefully unraveling itself From the bud that has been heavily guarded till now. Awakened from its heavy sleep, this young flower Turns her face to the sky, hopeful and expectant. Love has untied the iron knot binding the blossom. Not nearly in full bloom but well on it's way, This love is being nurtured in my heart. But this sleeping beauty finally come to life will lie still in her elegant crystal coffin, Unless her handsome young prince shall come to break the charm with true love's first kiss.
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April 19, 2005
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