But
Your lips petal my blue daffodils
Your verses salt my sky
So
Spring me the forest rain
Spring me the summer sun
In your tender hands,
I am a berry seed,
Budding at the tip of your tongue
We listen to Vivaldi's concerto,
Our spring song still so beautiful
Posted for: Imaginary Garden with Real Toads : Kenia's Wednesday Challenge- inspired by Brazilian writer, Manoel de Barros
and Flash Fiction Friday - My post in exactly 55 words- For the G-Man ~
Thanks for the visit.
spring me the forest rain
ReplyDeletespring me the summer sun
i am a seed on the tip of your tongue...
love that combo heaven...and all of this plays really well together too on endearing love...smiles
Thank you for the lovely words Brian ~
Deleteooh, spring me the forest rain... divine, darling, divine!
ReplyDeleteAnd your lips petal my blue daffodils is also very sensual.
Thank you for the lovely comments Dezmond ~
Deletebeautiful Grace:)
ReplyDeleteThanks Gloria ~
DeleteOooo... so lovely.
ReplyDeleteThanks Bren ~ Happy spring day ~
DeleteBeautiful, Grace :) Love the photo as well :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the visit Laurie~
Delete"Our spring song still so beautiful..." this is a beautiful line. Love wraps around and through this piece.
ReplyDeleteSooo?
ReplyDeleteThere's still a chance at romance for us old farts?
Thanks for the hope Grace.
Beautiful 55 My Friend
Thank you so much for your loyalty.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
Ha..ha...Thanks for the visit G-man. Have a good weekend too ~
DeleteIf only.....This is but a dream when I wake the first day of spring to SNOW. Now I want spring even more.
ReplyDeleteWe have been having a nice day, warm sunny weather ~
Deletespring me the forest rain
ReplyDeletespring me the summer sun
The whole poem is ingenious and I LOVE it!
Romantis
ReplyDeleteThe spring me lines were wonderfully spun, you outdid yoursef with this 55. Sensual with every word, as if one would expect anything less from you, nice!
ReplyDeleteLovely. I think spring fever knows no limits!
ReplyDeleteThis was about as romantic as it comes...wow, I love it like that. Splendid and creative take on that challenge. Jist lovely.
ReplyDeletelovely, lovely, lovely!
ReplyDeleteSo wonderful when people who have been together for years still have that 'spring love' kind of feeling for each other. A breath of fresh air in spring. Bring on Vivaldi!
ReplyDeleteI already LOVED this when reading then I got to the photo at the end and completely swooned. Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteGreat pairing of prose and picture.
-H
"Budding at the tip of your tongue "....wow!!!
ReplyDeleteyour words are like flowers...
ReplyDeleteespecially after it has rained.
simply gorgeous.
I simply adore this!
ReplyDeleteit's always spring in the hearts of lovers young and old
ReplyDeletethanks for the reminder
Aw, you make me smile.
ReplyDeleteSuch lovely words.
ReplyDeleteAhhh, that's so sweet! The photo really deepens the meaning.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
xo
Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteReally pretty, Grace!
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely and mysterious, and full of nature.
ReplyDeleteThat's an interesting Feedburner gadget you have at the bottom of your blog!
This is very touching and presented so creatively, outstanding!
ReplyDeleteI felt this settle upon my heart. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteIts feels awesome to read about spring when its summer approaching here :)
ReplyDeleteLovely expressions !!
This is such a gorgeous piece. You have made the Spring into a revival (or continuance) of emotion felt by familiar lovers.
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