Tenderly

A flower buds and as it is seen,
the excitment and anticipation of what it will be,
bring a joy to the observer, a sensation of the expected.

A tiny robins egg is found in a nest,
the assurance of life that is still abreast,
the finder of such a precious thing, waits patiently.

A storm begins building in the air,
bringing with it lifes simple cares; lifes energy,
the witnesses of which stop to breath deeply.

A love is found, and allowed to breath,
the lust and longing fill them with need,
then love slows and catches with it...
    the greatest feeling of tenderness...
       the sweet sensation of simply knowing...
          how precious love is to be bloomed and growing...
             eyes close and moments freeze,
living in love for eternity... so tenderly, so sweetly, so completly.

@s.ray 1-31-2013