nestled underneath a blanket of snow
are the seeds of you, the blossoms of you
and when thou awakes from your long repose
shall i love and adore you even more
than i did the year before, for i know
like the eyes of a starving bee i am
at the longing for the greening of you
that sweet scent of you in the air i seek
they say is just around the corner, yet
i wait away the dreary days for you

for the WP challenge :: SWEET