Budding Seeds by Tatiana Pahlen

Budding Seeds
By Tatiana Pahlen

I swore off so many times,
not getting tuned to winsome lies;
I recognized these budding seeds
Inside your flashing devilish eyes
that made my heart to boost its beats.

The snow is melting, and so am I;
All night in bed I moan and sigh;
My body is charged with coming Spring
Fresh hopes, new desires,
more songs to sing.