Exaltation on a cool, kitchen floor

I wanted to come visit you
waiting in the springtime
when the leaves change
the ground outside is begging for that newness
that surrounds us as we dance back through
the screen door in the sunlight
of mid-april
but the glow won't stop the smiles that
are spreading on our faces as we
fall down on the kitchen floor
and she's laughing about something
that she had heard earlier and
I can't help noticing
that she
is sitting closer to me
than she ever has before