Suddenly by the First of April,
the Palest Rose Wrapped Tight

by Lyn Lifshin

starts to bulge
overnight. Faint
chartreuse edges
out of color-
less branches,
the azaleas
exploding like
the first time
I saw what
nuzzled me on
the couch with
the lights off,
the first boy
in darkness,
suddenly glistening,
huge, pink, alive