Whispers of a Blossoming Heart

The flowery grace in spring's embrace bestowed upon mother nature gifts life to what once was dead thus leaving the sorrow of winter. As the days grow warmer and nights become endless I dream of holding you in my arms let my guard down and become defenseless. Sitting under the stars the grass dances around me as I dream we can reach new heights and travel to Mars. But alas, it cannot happen because you are not in my reach. I'm waiting for the day to steal your heart that I beseech.