Spring
Later, she came to me.
She had flowers in her hair
and wore a yellow skirt.
She approached slowly,
asking, "Are you hurt?"

Spring lifted me off the frosted floor.
Her touch immediately melted
the ice that I was trapped in.

Slowly I began to bloom.
Vines entwined my arms.
I was crowned with petals
and I smelled of roses.
Suddenly she was gone.

A voice whispered in my ear,
"You're Spring now, dear. Smile often until Summer comes."

You make my brain do crazy things.
You make my heart do crazy things.

I look  at you and just can't look away...
until you catch me and I don't know what to do.

It's difficult for me to control what I feel,
but I know I must be quite fond of you to feel this way.