November-Hearted - NaPoWriMo, Day 13

This spring walk feels like summertime
and I am coming back to life.
Iced coffee chases the heat away
but I drink in the humidity
and I want it to stay.
It curls my hair
and makes my skin moist
and I want you to kiss me
and feel my need for you.

But you are a child of autumn
and can't wait for the leaves to fall.
This weather does not thrill you
and there are too many other
spring-fevered love seekers
stealing space at this park.
The bees are already competing
with me for your attention,
buzzing through your hair
and causing a stir.

No, this isn't the time or place
to woo a November-hearted girl.

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