Just as a plant thirst for rain
I thirst for your touch,
She hungers for food
I hunger for your strength,
She gives off oxygen
I give of myself,
She thrives on sunlight
I thrive on your warmth,
Her buds bloom in the spring
I bloom in your presence,
Without love
We will wilt away.
Becca Adkins
Copyright ©2007 Becca Adkins
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