You have been missed,
like the spring kissed meadows---
sprung from a daffodil's lips
  
Hiding behind the blushing cheeks  
of coral reefs, a giggling hum--
does brush against my eardrum 
  
And so, the echo of your playful steps 
return mine thoughts in songful breeze, 
soft sway like the mosses that planted 
our heads in day--- 
  
Softer yet, than the whispered words lay 
peeking above air--- I swear to where the 
shadows fall beneath us 
  
By light, there was stars---
gifted in no dark that eyes can see 
  
Were it to be a soul's reverie,  
  
I followed the birds--  
they move with shivers 
  
Cold, 
why snowflakes in May?