Ode to the spring Goddess

I want to get lost and find myself in you

Enraptured by your eyes,

Entrapped in your soft curls

And those sweet swirls eternal

Here we drew upon one another

Finding ourselves in each other

In fractal curves that entwine

Here, by the icy brook

There, by the sloughing stream

Amid the sinewy fibrous trees

Where the sweet touch of fragile earth

Plants a sacred kiss.

This is where you give your love to me.

And it isn’t brutal, cold or distant;

But warm, delicate and tender

Made only of forget me knots

On a warm morning in spring.