Spring

how our first kiss felt

When your lips,

Touched mine,

My icy soul

Started melting.

Drip by drop…

Tick by tock…

Until time,

Seemed to stop. 

As flowers bloomed

In my heart,

The butterflies awoke,

Buzzing bees

Tickled the air,

Drawn to your,

Sweet honey taste.

Your touch…

Soft as feathers,

Caressing my skin.

Our kiss felt like spring,

On a warm

Day in May.