Maybe for far too long <br />I have been flabbergasted <br />by your sweet innocence, <br />by the realization <br />that you truly loved me once. <br /> <br />Maybe for far too long <br />I have been missing your kisses, <br />your tender embraces <br />while hoping and longing <br />to have you back. <br /> <br />The untamed growing of the flowers, <br />the roses, carnations, irises, <br />jasmine and lavender <br />of your fragrant garden <br />have been bewitching me. <br /> <br />Maybe it is time <br />for you to really love me, <br />for us to make a new garden together, <br />to plant memories <br />while spring is turning into summer?<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/while-spring-is-turning-into-summer/
