where are you

Do you think of me at all? like how the summmer remembers the wind, and like the wind catches the grass.. its a cycle..like how i always think of you..
How water thinks of the shore, the fish that live in the water and us humans who catch the fish,
How a fly gets caught in a web, the spider catches the fly and then something eats the spider..



YOU are much more beautiful to watch, from near, from far away...i could think a million ways to catch you..try and make you see exactly what i see..Even tho we are both very different in thought in face and background..the feeling we have is the same
and there for are equal...