Yes, march is pretty

March is indeed really pretty; it's the month flowers bloom, my love for you, and yours for me also do too; cause I met you, you met me. March is beautiful, really - what once was dead is now living. My heart is back alive and is loving again; all of this, because of you, darling. March is one of the most gorgeous months; It's when every critter starts finding its pair. I've already found mine, the one I love: and that love of mine is you, my dove. I love march; the sun shines bright - it covers everything with its light. Oh, but so does my my love cover you- it has, since a while, but it's still new. March is pretty; in its beauty I get lost- but you're prettier than this month! I'll always love you; you're everything I adore - I love you more than anything in this world. March comes to an end, but my love for you goes on. Spring begins, but it also ends - yet our relationship ascends. 2025.III.31.