SECOND SPRING

IT was upon the burst of autumn
     those explosions of color
when your spirit and body
     seeped into my empty soul
Autumn, the second spring for me now
     my heart -- a blooming flower
My soul before your grace embraced
     a bare branch against the wind
Never believing this river again would flow
     frozen before I met your lovely face
So delicious your autumn spring of spice
     each bare leaf a swollen flower
I tremble in your presence as you sway
     upon my rock this and every day
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