What You Think.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

what you think is my love for you
(imagine that i am the rain)

like i am falling and falling and
making you wet and watered
(imagine you are the garden
with all the happy flowers)

what do i think is love all about?
(imagine a baby with closed eyes
sucking mother's breast and
as he opens his eyes you see
what contentment is) and

take time looking at that baby
and you are the mother, and you
see, love, -- it is, indeed it is.