Spring Song

[Kyra.Graves]

The spring has brought a new joy and energy, I’ve found it to be refreshing and calming all at once. I have found myself wandering for hours a day, looking in shop windows, strolling through parks and enjoying the fresh spring air and warm sunshine, even the spring rain felt wonderful as it poured over me and brought a smile to my face.
I was reminded of this poem and thought I’d take this opportunity to share a few seasonal favorites with you.

Spring Song

The air was full of sun and birds,
The fresh air sparkled clearly.
Remembrance wakened in my heart
And I knew I loved her dearly.

The fallows and the leafless trees
And all my spirit tingled.
My earliest thought of love, and Spring's
First puff of perfume mingled.

In my still heart the thoughts awoke,
Came lone by lone together -
Say, birds and Sun and Spring, is Love
A mere affair of weather?

~Robert Louis Stevenson

I take great pleasure in meeting a few select companions that share similar interests, someone that believes that sensuality comes from the mind and is not a mere physical experience.
If you'd like further information about me please visit my website or send me a message and we can start a conversation.

kyra.graves@yahoo.ca
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[Kyra.Graves]

Yesterday I put on my first summer dress of the season and went for a long walk. It was just after the rainfall and the air held that wonderfully thick, sweet scent that I have always found pleasant. It brings so many thoughts and memories to mind, my history wrapped up in a scent.

I think of my childhood and skipping in the driveway, each time the rope would go for another pass I could feel the little droplets of water and dirt splash the back of my calves as I continued to jump rope on the damp asphalt. It was carefree, fun, no bills to pay, no deadlines to meet, just jumping a rope and laughing each time my foot got tangled.
I recall one of my first dates, still quite young he had invited me for a walk out in a nearby field. The city surrounded us but in that place you could still see the hints of what the landscape had looked like years before, long grasses, tall trees and the warble of a red winged blackbird, I remember as I later looked up it’s song. We walked out to this little clearing where he suggested we sit, the ground was still damp from the morning rain and he put his jacket under me. It was a small thing so sweet and romantic, it was probably the first time a man, or boy in this case had made such a gesture. We talked for quite sometime and I don’t remember a word of the conversation and I’m not sure I would have even if you had asked me an hour later. I was nervous, I felt anxious, excited and scared all at once. I was hoping he would kiss me, I wanted to kiss him but I just didn’t know how, I was afraid he’d say no, that I’d look the fool but he was so cute sitting there in the sun and the smell of the fresh rain surrounding us.

I could go on and on with stories, finding myself knee deep in the muck, showering in the rain and generally living life but we all have our memories and that singular scent can bring them all flooding back. It’s a pleasure to relive them and I hope you take a moment to do the same today.

It also got me thinking as I am sometimes prone to do, and I decided to take a little of the mystery out of that spring rain. For me the science behind it is just as beautiful, but I must admit that knowing I’m inhaling actinomycetes takes a little of the romance out of it.

http://science.howstuffworks.com/question479.htm

If you have been thinking about your own spring fling and believe we’d have a wonderful time together please contact me. I am available for incall in Toronto and Markham and outcall throughout the GTA.

kyra.graves@yahoo.ca
www.ABenePlacito.com

 

[Kyra.Graves]

Today my first smile was looking at this image...

What brought a smile to your face this morning?

kyra.graves@yahoo.ca
www.ABenePlacito.com