Spring

Spring

I think about you and my soul sings
Of all the endless springs
That await us, rich and promising
in their fertility,
I want to lie with you on the grass,
I want to lose myself in you there,
Hidden away from the glare,
I want to take you; outside in the sun and
Beneath the swaying trees,
Marvel as the rays gild you in gold,
Open and ready,
Surrounded by scents- sweet and musky,
Covered by your weight;
Warm and heavy,
I want to lie with you,
And watch the flowers bloom.

© Kavisha Saga and Ek Choti Kavita, 2014

Image: 6001899101_8b33a5388c_b.jpg By NicolaAvery

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4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. The Editors of Garden Variety
    Jan 25, 2014 @ 18:29:45

    Magnificent!

    Reply

  2. jane
    Oct 15, 2014 @ 08:37:58

    Hi you might like this surreal poem

    Reply

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