Ah that day of springs life chirping of sweet chick's excited for the warmth o'er sols peak, my shades adding mystery to those who walk yonder, the bright
yellows of a daffodil field as I walk in trance to my nearest station, adding artistry to the greens of grass the aroma of life’s perfume blends in the air our muse of
nature tantalising to intangible touch of hair-raising upon thy neck I shouldn't look but I'm drawn by life’s magic's to thee.
Ruby cheeks upon golden face as one looks across my slender body and my shades of...