Spring Kisses Poem by Barry Middleton

the orange tree will bloom
the bee will seek its rare perfume
the winds of march will blow
as signs of spring begin to grow

I hear the mockingbird
the song is like a sacred word
that testifies to hope
unleashing passion's allotrope

and that is just the heart
when lovers come to play their part
with love's sweet pheromones
set loose to warm the temperate zones

and bloom and bird and man
return to where it all began
before the spring dismisses
to greet it with impassioned kisses