A Poem To My First Love
I could stare at her for hours as she bathed in the warm light of the golden sun.
I would trace my fingers along her curves and feel the plane of her dewy skin.
I should have known that I would fall in love and consider her to be the one,
I could get lost for miles in her magic before I’m forced to go back to where I’ve been.
I often watched as the gentle wind blew through her flowing leaves,
And I frequently fell into a trance while lying in her meadows and pastures.
I would shake at the quake of the ground that she sometimes upheaves,
And I’d be in awe and filled with fear at the consequences of her major disasters.
I fell in love with her cool waters, warm rains, and rushing streams,
I marveled at her tall trees, tremendous deserts, and towering mountains.
I watched the moonlight kiss her oceans, lighting a pathway to our dreams,
And stood at the mouth of her fast-flowing and flooding water fountains.
I should warn you that my first love will always be in my life.
She’s always been there to keep me company as I went deep in thought.
She’s been there in times of joy and in plenty of times of strife.
Nature embodies everything I became and all the things that I’ve been taught.
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