Soaring across the sky,
The shimmering sun shines up high
To melt away the ice in our hearts,
And let the blooming start.
The rising flowers,
Sprinkling Showers--
Fear not any lightning.
I've got you in my arms.
The thunder hiding,
All bark, No bite
Raises no alarms,
Nor brings us fright.--

As I gaze into your eyes,
Again come the butterflies
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