This spring
comes too early
you do not trust it.

Even though it is what you have been craving for months,
you do not let yourself get comfortable.

You know
this light
this warmth
this freshness
are all fleeting.
A false sense of spring,
a cruel joke
that winter loves to play on us.

See?
Already,
it starts to recede
only to reappear
once you have given up on it.