Spring Time

I see the girls in the park laid out like lollipops in bright colors sipping on their champagne.

Spring seems to strip away all chastity and turn ever prude into a accomplished libertine.

I raise my glass to this season of frivolity and drain it all to soon.

The flowers are spreading petal after petal across this city budding, blossoming, uncurling with no sign of ever ceasing.

Raton Rose