Spring

Trust
petals too young for
I love you
nots.
Shooting through the
ground,
it is so
simple.  
Transformations
in one sunrise.
Green
everywhere, the
start of this
promising season.
Warmth
comforting as
the arm around your
waist.
Griping fingers secure
your center
abruptly halting
doubt
The flowers become more
romantic with their
fragrant buds flowing
to your brain.
Become this
lightheaded drunk.
Don’t question this
feeling.
 Is it love?
No.
Simply spring. 

Reviews

[Lex]

simple, but effective writing.

[Kelley Pascoe]

I liked how you went with flowers blooming and then with being drunk, but not really just describing
Spring coming in full bloom. Great write!!!
Kelley Frost

[Leah Maldonado]

aw, this was a sweet poem. I love spring, and this poem is just great!
really enjoyed by me
Leah

[QuillandInkWhispers]

Wow!!! I love your description of spring. I had a vivid picture of it while I was reading it. This is a great poem. Keep Writing!!!

[Kenji Light]

I certainly am missing the spring right now. I live in a land of ice and cold. I know that you are experiencing quite the same considering how much further North you are from me. I am just in Illinois. I really liked the warmth of this piece and the sultry, lusty way you use your words. I love how, in the end, the amorous effects of everything is due only to the impression you receive of the season and not from the physical contact. It is not so much of a physical longing as it is cherishing the moment and sharing it with a significant other. Speaking of this significant other, I believe you mean to say gripping instead of griping. Otherwise, the piece was good as far as spelling and grammar. I have one question though, are you aware that your short lines may cause your readers to read through your pieces in a choppier way than is intended? I just think it is an interesting style and certainly am not suggesting that you change it. I just wanted you to be aware of the impact that style has on reception of your work.