Beautiful, vivid pictures. I think Spring is an over-painted woman with rouged cheeks and blue eye shadow..somehow..there is something beautiful about her.
Ah yes. Beautiful she is indeed, and brash and cold and quickly passing us right on by. Not at all like Winter, stern in his masculine majesty, or Summer working so hard in his dusty fields, or Autumn standing there carving his turkey and sipping his wine. No, Spring is very different from the other guys on our seasonal block, and she doesn't give us time to figure her out. A wink, a smile?, and a pink, cold shoulder. Her charm may seem to be in her beauty, but the essence she leaves is a mystery.
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Beautiful, vivid pictures. I think Spring is an over-painted woman with rouged cheeks and blue eye shadow..somehow..there is something beautiful about her.
Ah yes. Beautiful she is indeed, and brash and cold and quickly passing us right on by. Not at all like Winter, stern in his masculine majesty, or Summer working so hard in his dusty fields, or Autumn standing there carving his turkey and sipping his wine. No, Spring is very different from the other guys on our seasonal block, and she doesn't give us time to figure her out. A wink, a smile?, and a pink, cold shoulder. Her charm may seem to be in her beauty, but the essence she leaves is a mystery.
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