Springtime Madness

A little madness in the spring
is for two lovers a welcome thing.
The romp through fields of all things green,
the chase, the catch, the inviting scene
is ripe for both their eyes to see.
It's nature's gift to he and she.
It becomes sweeter as it takes command
and fuels the lover's groping hand.
Now the madness of spring begins

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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