Trees bloom our town
into being. Forsythia crown
our elbows in gold and redbuds
lance our eyes. The hulking sheriff
blows kisses to ladies aged
past his own grandmother,
and you take your shirt off
in the yard until I kiss
the last snowy remnants of your skin
into last week. When a thunderboomer
piles in, your rake your teeth
across my shoulder. You draw blood,
a red river flowing down into
the blossom of our Bradford pear.
––Dave Malone is a former Kansas Citian who makes his home now in the Ozarks. “Spring in Love” is the title poem for Dave Malone’s free ebook, Spring in Love, available at Smashwords and Kindle. Visit him online: www.davemalone.net.
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