I hear your whispers on the wind
Sounds of soft sunbeams
And gentle showers of spring
Sounds of soft sunbeams
And gentle showers of spring
Baritone murmurs on the breeze
Speak of warm summer nights
And heady scents of jasmine
Symphonies felt, though never heard
Are these flowering embers your notes
That make my fluttering heart sing?
MS
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