I think of you, dream with you, so naturally...
As naturally as a bee goes into a hive,
Or a swallow returns to its nest,
Or as water flows downhill,
Or lightning touches the earth.
And I speak to your heart with so much power.
I listen, but my response is as quiet as lava,
As strong as magma flowing to the seas, in our dreams.
When we meet it creates new life, a new island.
It creates a new world, and it is ours.
awww i like your poem...especially this part..."When we meet it creates new life, a new island. It creates a new world, and it is ours." that's how i feel when i see him...