The bells are off
Another friend never by your side
Tip toe around the sky
Genuflect before time
You breath in
and then out
holding hands in a field
Crystal crickets echo Autumn
Winter whispers for dreams

Don't complicate things.

We are Spring
Reassured in Summer

Music is begging you to dance
Each touch leaving you wanting more
Flowers, yes, come closer.
A sizzle on the tongue
and your mouth waters
Brush the hair from your eyes
and you swear
it was much more than that
you whisper
it's always more than this