Spring into Summer

I yearn…

My body yearns 

for the first really warm day of spring.

To feel the gentle caresses of the sun 

lavishly covering my flesh with kisses.           

 

My body yearns 

for warm tender breezes to play with my hair

licking erotic trails upon my neck.           

 

I yearn… 

For the flora and fauna that spring brings.

Vibrant splashes of color, flowers paint upon 

green lush of the garden.                   

 

My eyes yearn…

To look above and see 

shiny bright faces of the sunflowers 

gazing enduringly down upon me.           

 

My ears yearn…

To hear the delicately vulnerable flutes 

of the loyal birds spring brings back to us.

Of the chatter between crow and blackbirds.        

 

My heart yearns… 

For the chubby little butts of the fuzzy bumblebees 

sticking out of flowers like Pooh in his honey pot 

or when they buzz so diligently and happily from 

smelly fragrant pollinator buds.                

 

My soul yearns…

For the lazy hot days of summer,

for the stillness of the day

when you can hear the wings of the hummingbird

floating from flower to flower,               

 

when the day brings lazy dogs 

and lazy lounging tan legs 

that dangle over the arm of a chair,           

 

for the cool taste of ice tea

and laughter and shouts

and babies crying and fans blowing, 

of sprinklers spraying and all the kids playing.        

 

Yes, even I, can now frankly say

I miss the days of spring that settle into summer.