Spring Sonata

Take me there, where the daffodils dance, Preening with joy, flaunting nature’s art, Where birds have assembled to watch Sitting atop, prancing from tips of treetops, Tuning lyrics of cherry blossom prompts, Strumming rhythms of spring sonata As crimson tulips, with lilies purple waltz, To music of willows breezing with dawn When sun breaks through haze of clouds; Traversing over the mountains and valleys, Over green prairies, burbling tributaries, Besides garden of multicolored pansies, Amid bell-shaped bluebells, red hyacinth, Frolicking on meadows of wild blue Iris, Rejoicing pink blossoms of magnolia trees, Glistening verdant knolls, lush foothills. Take me there, where rivers meet oceans, Merging the passions of fiery emotions Riding with tides of romantic notions Vying allure of love, emblazoning now; Love that sustained in summer storms, Love that survived through wintry wrath, Love our souls extol, in spring’s warmth; When I decipher your esoteric response Where verses tender stem from my heart, As day retreats humming nightingale’s song, And eve’s dreams blush on magenta arc; Take me there, my dear, where you are, On the apex of love, on cusp of romance.