Mutual Mirth

Conceived on winters morning, bursting small
but rapid growing since your looming birth
was learned, your little pedals latent all;
The thought, the blooming want of mutual mirth
in holding close your blossomed blue, before
your opened each and newly knowing eyes
to tell you that I love you true, and for
the first, to hear it in return, replied
with earnest love alike, a purest love.

It ceaseless grew, increasing even through
your autumn birth and winter budding cold.
Like spring's restrained desire, autumn built
October loosed and unrelenting bent
upon the winter's will, availing long
its unabateing winds and all the while
awaits, retained and racked with wanting, need
to share it's laden mirth, awake and filled
to overflowing, so my yearning welled.

And just as spring's release returns to lift
and spurn the leash that lately life restrained,
revealing lavished gardens vast of grown
and wild violet, scented lilac strung
with birds alight and humming, so today
when long at last the wish upon which all
my will has long been bent had burst from bud
to blossom full, did sweetest mirth release
from teary eyes to both your ocean blue.