May
I always love the month of May
for Spring is at its heyday.
The birds and bees and hes and shes
no longer hug to beat the freeze.
All sense that love has filled the air,
and all can find it...if they dare.
You need not dance around the “pole”,
nor bare your bod...just loose your
soul.
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