the winter behind us somewhere, <br />is waiting in the distance. <br />very softly between themselves, <br />pines are murmuring. <br /> <br />from a distance a sound, <br />of sea wave is heard. <br />everyone is pleased, <br />that already, more close the spring. <br /> <br /> <br />when the spring will come, <br />then again will light hearts, <br />and will originate, <br />the love poetry. <br /> <br />with lines which <br />everyone processed. <br />they will be repeating, <br />loud and silently <br /> <br />words of love, <br />passionate, and warm <br />sometimes in angers <br />nonsensical words <br /> <br />it is only a jealousy <br />men and woman <br />quiet whisperings, <br />and hearts in fire. <br /> <br />great faith, <br />May darling <br />it is of spring <br />emotions experiencing<br /><br />Maria Barbara Korynt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-love-experiences/
