The Dance Of Trees Poem by Natasha Elavia

THE DANCE OF TREES
It is you
All the time,
everywhere,
for I want to be anywhere…
with you
and I long for one sign
everytime
all the time
you are my weather
In my thoughts
In my dreams
In my world
This world or is it unreal
For without you its surreal
And its you my truth, the life I breathe, the nights I lie, the sun I feel, the moon over me
The taste of divine patisserie
This wind in my hair
That stirs my head
And takes me high
from growing blades of grass
on which I lie
That move gently
in synchrony
The breeze that make the dance of trees
Bring rhythm to my soul
And this warmth in me
This fire in my soul
Keeps me silent
Makes me glow
how I struggle with words
For its only what I feel
I know
This magic in me
And its you
My now
Infiiinnnity
And remember me
each time you see
The swaying trees, the dance of trees