The Untold Stories.

Spring and Poetry.

I love watching you all day long. Because you remind me of the springs and the magic it brings along.
I love it when you talk or laugh, or even when you sing, as each syllable falling off from your lips feels like poetry to my ears. 

I love admiring you, but only from a distance, as I know, it doesn't take the spring too long to express it's burning heat, and well, I am aware, that too much of poetry can be dangerous at times, as poems have the power to replace the blood in my veins with ink.