I need you

Bird trusts his wings so he never falls;
So, trust me too and you’ll never fail.

Poem

From the last standing tree In a lonely forest
From the great ocean sea Bathing in the sunset
everything I see ... Is poem to me
From the buzzing honey bee in a red field of roses
From the whimsical jumping flea That makes a dog scratch vigorously
Then chase his tail playfully

From the sun shinning brightly To the birds flying freely
And singing in harmony
Everything around me And everything I see
Is poem to me.

Love is

Love is an open clear deep blue sea where no hate can dare swim
love is a captured sunset where the warmth never grows dim
love is desire held in the eye that spreads quickly to the heart
love is a black starry night sky a metaphor of glorious art
love is a deep dark hole of mystery always there to take free