Oh, Spring Love- Michael Erickson

I felt your warmth upon my back,

Calling me to lands forgotten.

Your fingers brushed my naked skin,

Caressing with enlightened perfection.

I turn my face to your glowing smile,

And basked in the light of your embrace.

Now wrap me in the verdancy of this earth,

And awaken my soul with your love.

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Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.