I love to love you in the Spring,
When nesting birds take to wing.
When sunlight glints on morning dew,
My heart sings melodies for you.
And when the sun drops behind the hills,
When all is dark and evening chills,
When the moon is high up in the sky,
Love gives me wings and lets me fly.
When cold winds blow the leaves in fall,
Amidst the winter’s bitter squall,
I run my fingers through your hair,
And sense the fragrance that you wear.
When the first crocus breaks the snow,
That’s when my love for you will grow,
The time for loneliness has passed,
For now, the love spell has been cast.
When winter’s winds no longer bite,
On fine and moonlit summer nights,
As we dream beyond the midnight blue,
I will love to love my dream come true.
Whispers March 2017