Spring Let Me Be

Our hearts melt

Season changed

As Gaia rotate

From endless rotate

Our cold words

Meet with the new season

Of warm skin

Blanket of flowers

Freeze still

I promised our words

To remember again

In a season we desire

To tell you 

A word I always hold

But we can't

As season told not to

Even though

The white blanket

Hasn't gone

One thing assured

Our diary

Never change

Of incredible thing

We can't forget

Breath vapor

Still warmth 

Beneath cold air

Blended with a new season to come