The taste of a sweet fruit lingers on your lips. It triggers a memory of when love was new and the blush of youth made her cheeks sanguine at the sight of you. This is no forbidden fruit, no mystery or deceit, just the pure and simple pleasures of a perfect day. Bright skies, Lush green grass and not a care in the world. How you wish you could travel back to springtime again. You can. Just go. It’s all there, waiting for you.
