It Must Have Been Spring

It must have been spring…

 

the bees were busy

the honey was sweet

and sweeter still

when shared beneath the beauty of cherry blossoms

blooming

and lush leaves breathing melodies

of sun and shade

as the afternoon swayed

into the night…

 

Her velvet dress unzipped

desire exposed and overflowing

on the warmth of the wind,

as the moon winked to an ocean of stars

glistening

 

We swam in the tide,

blowing kisses to the stars

tempting these winds

til trees lay bare

and cherry blossoms were our only cover

from the blush of the moon…

 

Yes,

it must have been spring…

the honey was sweet

Author's Note

Poetry - MsJewel
Photograph ~ compliments of pinterest

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

As so often happens when I read your words, I must say, "Heavy sigh!" So filled with romance, love, and sensuality and ever elegant. Wonderful to see your words again, Julie. Lydi**

[R.E. Ray]

Your words triggered all my senses and transported into your spring scene. Vivid imagery and sensations from beginning to end. Your font color and style also work well here, soft and welcoming. I always enjoying reading your work. Lovely photo pairing, too.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was sort of an ongoing joke between a friend and myself. "It must be spring" was something we said when we noticed a sexual attraction between others. You've applied the same thought quite eloquently here. Charming and sweet. I enjoyed.

[Coyote Poetry]

Oh dear friend. You made the days of Spring, wonderful and sweet.
"Yes,
it must have been spring…
the honey was sweet"
When the honey is sweet. Love will bloom. Thank you Julie for sharing the amazing poetry. I did enjoy this one,
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

And cherry blossoms were our only cover...
how sweet is Spring ... like a ring of gold that ties the day to night where stars sing to lovers
under cover. truly, Pat

[Laurierose]

Vivid detail here! This was so lovely. Moments as sweet as honey...I would have never thought of it that way. I love how the moon winked towards the stars and how the leaves created such sweet melodies. A great depiction of a spring day. Great read.

[Kelly Scheppers]

There's always something beautiful awaiting your reader when they arrive here. You never disappoint, Julie!