Always Blend

Across the room I see him there,

Not just a glance but a noticing stare,

I looked and noticed a bodily way,

I didn't know why but I wanted him to stay,

I saw him staring one more time,

But my heart couldn't stop on the drop of a dime,

I walked over to ask his name,

He said mine and your are one of the same,

I asked what do you mean when you say that to me,

Our heats and souls are as hard as a tree,

He said the bend and the curve and the blow in the wind,

And two hearts like ours will always blend.


@ 1996 Sherrita Angel Longstreath