Springtime
Is a different time
Everything,
That is no thing,
Changes so easy
Changes so peasy
Love fills the air
In order to repair
What got broken
In winter unspoken
Now telled
How to spell it?
He don't know
Flowers smell blow
Through her hair
Now it's hers to repair
And the atmosphere
Tells her she is truly here
Like in her dreams
Now she knows what he means
And she can't say anything
Just because of the spring-thing!
But she kissed
Telling what she had missed
DU LIEST GERADE
Gedichte von leylasylvana
PoetryHey! Hier werde ich Gedichte veröffentlichen, die ich selbst geschrieben habe, zu allen Themen die mich momentan beschäftigen. Wenn du Lust hast kannst du dich in den Komentaren auch am dichten versuchen. Ich werde es mir auf jeden Fall durchlesen u...
