The dangers of spring
More squirrels? Nay.

I fell in love 5 times today.

Her rich brown eyes look right past my morning glance. A
plunging neckline to lift the midday spirits.
Some witty self-effacing prose.
A brand new flick, a study in backhand grips,
and drums. I didn't even know drums could be sexy.

She's too old and she's too young.
She's too unapproachable and she's too engaged.
She's too unknown.

I never fell in love today.
I carried myself away
on the breeze of spring,
and then dashed my own hopes
against the rocks of fear.