Sweet Spring is here, my dearest love;
The flowers are in bloom;
Their fragrance travels through the air
And floats into my room.
Grim Winter's grip upon our love.
Has given way, at last,
And now, we are able to share again
What we had in the past.
Pleasant memories flood my mind;
My heart begins to race,
At the thought of kissing you again
While in your warm embrace
YOU ARE READING
Allowing You To See Inside Me
PoetryThis is a book of my poetry, the title is exactly what it is this is me this is who i am my feelings, my life, this is my stories. Some of the poems comes with a short paragraph at the end to tell my readers what inspired my poem i truly hope yall d...
