If I told you all the ways I’d love you in life,
Franklin would have never
flown his kite.
The eel would still swim on bottom
without shock for supper.
The frozen rain in thunder clouds
May never dance their charging number.
The natural ways you sew your seed
Perfectly between me into my deep.
It’s passionate act of love and need
Generate power for us to keep.
The poles tower high
And the wires swing strong
To carry the current to fly
Across the world long.
My tiny fire is ready
But what will you do with its power?
Hold this electric love steady
Because the electricity will never sour.
This natural born
And natural bread
Grant from the heavens
Will widely spread.
My love for you is electrified,
Burning those who don’t respect
It’s power and passion for lightened eyes
Beneath the sheath of its mesmerizing effect.
**Content is a product of Chris[tine] Alise Harris – Teal Feathers Art. Photo taken by me.