When I Think of You

when i think of you i think of your needs or is it my needs? ... if you are alone or fulfilled or is it my fulfillment i'm after? your river of life, turbulent ... as they are yet waterfalls of hope and promise yet with banks of hardness knots to unravel mysteries to uncover but are challenges not suppose to be fun? can i have fun? tributaries with red herrings little white lies benign yet swimming waves of beguile besmirching the surface, veil yet what can i do ... but smile, too can i swim with you? its the other tributary i yearn you should see me ... yet... its your depository that snakes the river or is it me wanting to make a deposit? this is all alien to me the irony here i roll my eyes ... not the two peas in the pod connie pachecho 3/24/17