Maria Barbara Korynt - primrose

my dear, darling
don't you worry that snow.
everything will still pass
a little
and chestnuts will blossom
and I will sing
the green song for you
with the rain


my nice, my sweet
look how in the sun
kittens are warming themselves
up beside
I in the dress
into blue sweet peas
have thin stockings
on the photo in the album


look my boy,
you are being painted in the sleep
with watercolour and one by one
I am painting the heart
I am not giving in to the dither
because I already feel our spring
look, there a primrose is blooming...
for us.

Maria Barbara Korynt

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