Longing for that one Spring

I long for you oh fragrant spring air,
I long for your sensation on my little self,
for just like the sun, it can never change.
I long for your arms to cover my fears,
and for your three soft whispers to wake me up.
Yet what can i do as a mere man of the earth
but to wait for your return oh my sweet seed time.
Flowers from your season are the only ones i love,
full of colors, like a giant piece of art.
They are the ones that when i smell, my lungs beat every evil inch out of me,
when i see, they bring the ocean in my eyes, the ocean that you and i created.
I long for your blossoms dancing in the air, and for your bright green fields.
Run, i want to run in them as if my legs grew wings, and even those,
it is only you that could grant me, your gifts oh my pink spring,
your gifts rise like a whole world that was born from the sea.
But what can a mere man do, when seasons come and go,
and yet winter is the only one that favors me..
Your fragrant air and rain, your touch that chases the pain away, i cannot tame.
I can only love you my sweet spring, i can only love you so much that i will not bow to your importers.
On this eternal winter you are my only love of blush.