Spring’s sweet symphony plays a sensual tune…
The awaiting songbird calls out to his lover.
A butterfly’s courtship with the gentle breeze.
The bumblebee races toward sweet seductive nectar.
A pair of squirrels playfully roll on spring’s soft mattress.
The ripened maple seedpods scatter abroad the green blanket.
The warm sun moistens flesh as the fresh crisp air cools.
One by one dogwood blossom petals flutter to the erotic wind’s rhythm,
Whispering the childish sweetheart love song,
“He loves me, he love me not, he loves me…”
Spring’s sensual song, “The Season For Love.”