It Must Have Been Spring

It Must Have Been Spring

A Poem by MsJewel

~ the honey was sweet ~


It must have been spring…


the bees were busy

the honey was sweet

and sweeter still

when shared beneath the beauty of cherry blossoms


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



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…



it must have been spring…

the honey was sweet

© 2018 MsJewel

Author's Note

Poetry - MsJewel
Photograph ~ compliments of pinterest

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sounds like the Garden of Eden before the fall...before they tried to get knowledge that was not for them to have...and God said, "everybody out of the pool"--

such a sensual piece in your own signature style...

nicely done...

Posted 1 Year Ago

You have a gift of creating beautiful, sensual images with your words that help us escape from the harsh reality of this world into a world where love and romance rule over all. To read your poetry is like drinking delicious clear water from a natural spring and it is both refreshing and reviving. Thank you for doing what you do, Julie, and sharing it with us.

Posted 1 Year Ago

If only there were a few more days like this. A melodic and graceful look at one of the great things that this life has to offer. Honey and cherry blossoms go together really well in my mind. A symphony or color and small and taste, wrapped in the cloak of love. Nice work!!!!

Posted 1 Year Ago

Your poem is a breath of fresh air in these times of never-ending tragedies & outrage. I wish I could escape into such gentle words of imagery when I write, but lucky I can read you instead! *smile* I love the hints of seduction & vivid observations to tingle all the senses. This is how I feel when I go outside & feel the warm wilderness breeze all around me, carrying every fantasy I ever had (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Year Ago

Wow you left me feeling the spring and the night under the cherry blossoms... Really good write thank you for sharing

Posted 1 Year Ago

All senses involved in this feast of love and spring!Well done!

Posted 1 Year Ago

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**

Posted 1 Year Ago

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.

Posted 1 Year Ago

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.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Oh dear friend. You made the days of Spring, wonderful and sweet.
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,

Posted 1 Year Ago

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Added on May 18, 2018
Last Updated on May 18, 2018
Tags: romance, love, spring, bees, honey, memories, msjewel, poetry



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