Natural Tendencies

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.

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Diana Ursin's picture

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...