(Cherry blossom, Notting Hill)
photo & poem © Jesús Montero
Like a bee
Drawn to flowers,
Like a midnight desire.
I, I, I, need you.
Like the rain
When there’s fire
Like the prayer
For things dire.
I, I, I, need you.
Like a town
Needs a Crier
Or a prison barbed-wire.
I, I, I, need you.
Like a boy
Sweets require
Or the Phoenix, a fire.
I, I, I, I need you.
Like the paint
On a canvas,
Like the voice of a choir.
I, I, I need you.
Like the church
Needs a Friar
Or Robin Hood needs a Marian.
I, I, I, I need you.
photo & poem © Jesús Montero
