It…

It satisfies my soul,

It quenches my thirst.

It is second to none,

It strengthens a bond.

It craves attention,

It provides reflection.

It stands tall, proud,

It knows no bounds.

It sings like a bird,

It always finds a way.

It believes what you feel,

It goes not by what you say.

It is known as love,

It is known as intimacy.

It is known as how to be,

Not by me,

But as we.

© Jo Martinez