Love and Spring- they always together. But I think better to read the beautiful poem about love and spring of famous poet of 19 th century. His name is Tyutchev and his poetry about love are the best.
Tyutchev - Spring
Winter is not without reason angry
Her time has passed -
Spring is knocking on the window
And drives from the yard.
And everything fussed
Everything knocks the winter out -
And the larks in the sky
Already raised the bells.
Winter is still busy
And grumbles in the spring.
She laughs in her eyes
And the forest is only noisy ...
Enraged witch infuriated
And capturing the snow
Let me run away
In a beautiful child ...
Spring and grief are few:
Washed in the snow
And only became blush
Contrary to the enemy.
(Poet Tyutchev “Spring”)
Poet Tyutchev wrote poem about spring “Spring Storm”:
I love a storm in early May
When springtime's boisterous, firstborn thunder
Over the sky will gaily wander
And growl and roar as though in play.
A peal, another - gleeful, cheering…
Rain, raindust… On the trees, behold!-
The drops hang, each a long pearl earring;
Bright sunshine paints the thin threads gold.
A stream downhill goes rushing reckless,
And in the woods the birds rejoice.
Din. Clamour. Noise. All nature echoes
The thunder's youthful, merry voice.
You'll say: 'Tis laughing, carefree Hebe -
She fed her father's eagle, and
The Storm Cup brimming with a seething
And bubbling wine dropped from her hand.
(Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev)