Your words make me happy
Like the songs of birds singing

I will never try to own you
Like a bird does not try to own the air

I am happy when you are around
Like a plant that Loves the Sun

When you go I do not try to hold you
I wait for your return like the stars do the night

When you are close you give me warmth
Like sitting next to a cracklin’ fire

I feel your fertile presence even when I can’t see you
Like a memory of a forest's cool shadows and its aces of light

When you do come I drink from you
As from a cool fresh pond in a clearing of grass

J. Fernando Lamadrid