That’s all I got

It’s spring.
Thing’s are happening.
Stuff’s coming up.
This embodied fast has gone mental,
feasting upon forgone memories of a forlorn love.
Latent feelings – volunteers from last season’s courtship –
stretch to meet the morning sun on rise.
Each one desires to be…to be recaptured and repurposed
in the future form of a smile, a glance, the admiration of another.