Spring

My heart, my love, my everything,
My star, my breath, my life anew,
It seems thou taught the birds to sing
And gave the morning rose its hue,
But this long heavy night is dark
By thy absence most fiercely felt
As if one breath did kill the spark
When that same blackness it could melt.
For when thy sweet breath is withheld
It strangles all my happiness
As if a winter had expelled
Joy and all thoughts of spring suppress,
But if thou would whisper to me
It would breathe life in all I see.

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