After the Winter

After the Winter

After the winter
On an afternoon
in the park
we lay beneath
the stand of trees
I made you smile
amoung the leaves
I kissed you and
touched your hair
it began to rain
but sheltered there
beneath the trees
we rode the storm
on reaching home
and just inside
I removed your dress
and you my clothes
to hold you close
I touched you then
I made you smile
and you the same
for all the good things
that love can mean
you were real
I felt your wetness
I stroked your hair.
you are my flower
amoungst the leaves.