Beautiful poetry, Abby. Your love stuff is some of my favorite, it doesn't get into the ooey gooey details of passion, but it absorbs the fun parts of love, the new things you witness and the different outlook you have on situations. That's an important part of love to me, the small things. Awesome imagery, by the way. :)

I like the way you use the exuberance you have for spring as a metaphor for how you feel about visiting your lover, and the neat way you project your own feelings onto the stranger you nearly ran over.

It's also nice to see good, concrete imagery, without having it fluffed up with a bunch of cryptic and vacuous metaphors.

Very skillfully crafted. :)

Did you almost do a hit and run on my boyfriend?

But really. It feels like you are closer than a hemisphere and a few continents away. It's more like you live in a tree house in my backyard, spying and devising ways to write poems that make my heart twist.

(This is a weird and convoluted way of saying that I like this poem, [of course I do].)

YES!

and.....
masses of magnolia also charm me..
anytimeI have the great good fortune
to encounter them..

As we here gently enter Autumn, I say:
big beauteous blessings on you
and your impending Spring...;-)

I like this, it's dreamy and hazy and reading it feels like sitting in a park on a windy day. You've worded it nicely and it has great flow... well written!

At least like the flowing river was a good luck hahahah CONGRATS :)

<3