Primavera

The Goddes of love stands aloof

Around her life swirls

With the wind of Zephyrus

Colour magnifies beauty

The trees are ripe with fruit

Women are round with life

An allegory

Lacking the beauty of passion and lust

Cupid is blindfolded

Arrows lost in empty breasts

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