Spring through my veins

Spring; here and there, spins my head, blows up my thoughts, brings up my skin, new textures arrive to my fingers, clumsy steps, all looks blurry to my eyes, cold and hot temperatures reach my heart, blood all over my veins, my body is an absolute mystery right now, and my soul just cries for joy, hope, willing and needful joy.

special bee ring made by Maite Garcia , a really talented and great artist and friend!

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