Spring Love
She does not touch me as she used to do
She smiles with warmth however.
And embraces quick and scheduled well
But she professes her love forever.
Yet upon his return she kisses long
With open mouth and arms clasped tight
Passing touches and smiles abound
And caresses through the night
I watch as Spring Love fills the house
And hope I am not in the Fall
For their Love is new and flowers bloom
But the warmth is not there for all.
I am not jealous for I know that feeling well
We had it in the Spring of our Love
Loving glances and caresses made
And nothing could soar above
Does familiarity breed contempt I ask
For I fear her love has waned
In the shadow of Spring Love at last
On our sunny days it has rained.
But I know none of this is true
I am simply voicing irrational fear
For my heart fills with heartfelt Love
Every time she ventures near.
