I thought I would repost this to celebrate May Day

“May she will stay, resting in my arms again”, 1966 Simon and Garfunkel.

Atlantic Depression

(After Shakespeare's Sonnet 18)

"Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?...
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May"
(Sonnet 18, William Shakespeare.)

Hawthorns show white May buds
just opening in our eyes
we try the walk before the threatened gale
you anxious to make photos with your phone
...a field of daisies lie like a March frost
you take a shot of horses sheltering
pale as the piebald sky 
they know the weather's change 

I zip my thick shirt up against the rough wind 
(the shirt a Christmas gift from you)
hey...keep absolutely still... you say
I  look away at the full white daisy field
profile in glasses my beard a nice trim
a stay home hair cut by you...I am so
still...delve down with the blackthorn weather
wonder how much time we've left together

When like the sun will our gold complexions dim?

Will's not modest to suggest these lines
preserve his lover's shine... perfection in 
a poem remains a kind of precious ash...
if our love must wander in the shades
the garden wood will be the sonnet's walls
our ash within a galaxy of  blooms
and every day in May you'ld see we did not fade
our sun with honeysuckled scents and bluebells made