Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong
shadesong

An open letter to spring

Please come to us.

Winter has been endless this year, snow piled high like Hoth, some days my every breath requiring medical intervention. I have shivered, I have huddled, I have struggled, I have slipped, I have slogged, I have been waiting for you.

I see you out of the corner of my eye, spring; peripheral spring in snowmelt, in the crocuses I got at the last staff meeting, in the ability to walk down the sidewalk. I have put away my snowboots.

I have new shoes for you, spring. I have little soft purple leather flats with buckles. I have a new skirt, red silk with foxes on it. I have featherlight lace shawls, I have feathers, I have bells, I have jewels that I have not worn for months because they're too cold on my skin in winter. I will dance you down with gauzy coin belts and glitter, I will run barefoot, I will bare my arms and legs for you, I will sing down the sun.

Come to us, spring; I will woo you, I will love you.
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