May Breeze

I have spent days,
A breeze blowing over me,
Smelling green grass and white-thorn,
My lovers head on my arm.

Hearing summer’s soothing hum,
Feeling her gentle caress on my skin;
Breath rising and falling
In the wistful peace of a day dream.

I have felt that breeze warm on my skin;
My lovers head so close to mine
Fingers gently entwined.