And it doesn't take much
If a basket of words
Or even just a small bite
And like that
Spring starts to rise
My brain has no rhyme
No egotism
No I inside me
There's just syntactic love
Words hugging each other
Ideas linking to each other
Dreams forming with one another
And it doesn't need an explanation
Other than my one inspiration
The only there will ever be
And that's why
I swim and live
In this river
Whereby it shall be our home.