Early spring can make one
forget better judgement’s rules
filled with lust’s anticipation
desires sparkle bright like jewels
April’s fey intoxication
can make winter’s pale heart yearn
to feel this grand unfolding
to see nature’s great mandala turn
this sweet inebriation
can spark love’s eager soul
can ignite the rash impulsive
can draw one to the jester’s role
the elixir of the world in bloom
is to the lusting lovelorn
a most dangerous of potions
causing clear thought to be stillborn
remember well and here be warned
passion’s frenzy can be cruel
spring’s fever, it is well known
can make one act sweet April’s fool
Poetry at: dVerse
Day 3 poetry at: NaPoWriMo 2021
…a bit less foolish…