Curious, and how! spring wakes the senses.
Hard, unyielding, frozen by winter, life
Births again a promise bright. Curious.
Seasonal cycles catch me curious.
Winking world, you beckon me. Consensus
Would whisper I, too, greet a bright new life.
Do you, too, breathe in this beginning life?
Oh, feel the tug, the heart wake. Curious,
Daring, glaring, foolishly sensuous.
Now all I sense is life. I’m curious.
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