In Springtime Love Comes Swiftly

In springtime, love comes swiftly, a rushing stream, Melting winter's frost with its warm embrace. Like blossoms bursting forth from a tender dream, It dances through the air, leaving no trace. A gentle breeze that whispers sweet and low, Carrying the scent of jasmine and delight. Each heartbeat a petal in the sun's soft glow, Repainting the world in bright colors. In this season of renewal, hearts take flight, As love unfurls its wings in the morning light. Oh love comes swiftly