End of Spring break

Growing,growing flowers,showing
The beauty of world wise creation ,with love
Anything`s possible, stones sing, glossible
Sky talking misticly, shining above.
Opening wings, not cut sharply by spouse,
In stuffy big cage, eager to fly,
Let me escape in transparent white blouse,
Over tall mountain, reaching the sky.
Take me as far as your mind can imagine,
Love me and carry through hole`s dark rock,
Red juicy soure summer ripe cherry
Will taste like sweet pudding, giving you shock.
Fly with me ,dove, over horison,
Where beautiful sun is arising and see,
Intersection of traces from planes, advertising
Attached strong connections ,named with word we.
Do not look far down on glittering road,
The birds will repeat harmonical  song,
My verses sincerely talking,the poet
Will whistle the tune with a name "We Belong".


Spring break, my spring break,
Waste it or take it without a fake.
Feels like it has  been more than a month,
By amout of verses, exploded at once.
Seems as we haven`t been really talking,
From eyes into eyes wired melody charged
My magnetical field with electrical shocking,
Clouds of energy wildly enlarged.
Invisibly, tenderly whisper small portions
Windy short phrases- shadow`s side,
Freezing aand listening, turning down emotions,
Preparing soul for  the holy week ride.