Spring

In my winter garden
new growth now pushes through
the ground long frozen
a season begins anew

Tender lips and soft skin
arms that warm and comfort me
wipe away Decembers' chill
spring rains falling gently

Hesitant, timidly stepping forth
carefully testing the ice
that has covered this silent pond
afraid to love, afraid to feel
not knowing what lies beyond

I am overcome with the sunlight
night never seems to fall
constant desire, constant yearning
a new song begins to call

A path seldom traveled
now lays before this heart
not sure whether to step forth
and take hold of this work of art

The sight of you
thrills my heart
your touch electrifies
and yet you instill a certain peace
while gazing into eyes

I will take you in my arms
and gently kiss your hair
your tenderness leads me down this path
for Spring awaits me there


D. Elia