Spring they say yet still the trace of winter's frosty morning cold. I bury myself naked beneath the comfort of your warm welcome shoulder. This sheltering love is against everything I believe in, yet I would not break free even if I could.
Colored bottles along the windowsill cast rainbows of hope on our bedroom wall. Spring they say, yet divided from winter only by a date on the calendar.
[This message has been edited by Beki (edited 05-02-2000).]
I love beach spring and fall beach weather more than any other, Danny, that's why I live here! Summer means tourists mucking up my beach so I amnot a huge fan, but spring mornings and evenings walking by the sea are the best! As is fall....weather much the same both times, cool ams and evenings with awesome breezes , warm days...wonderful!
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