Poem 1

I feel like a bird ruffling its feathers in a feeble attempt to impress,
I feel like the water being pulled by the moon though it much rather stay and rest.
I feel like a tree being swayed by the wind, branches rustling their happy sigh,
I feel like the sunrise breaking through dawn with colors waltzing shades in the sky.

All of these feelings, such seraphic bliss,
Buzz in my brain with your simple kiss.