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.