by Allen James
Like the moment I first saw her,
Parched lips that tasted water,
Mother Nature's only daughter,
Walking down the street,
Like the open barren valley,
I feel her air around me,
Effortless and soundly,
One day we will meet.
Like the moment I first saw her,
Parched lips that tasted water,
Mother Nature's only daughter,
Walking down the street,
Like the open barren valley,
I feel her air around me,
Effortless and soundly,
One day we will meet.