are they kissing the water
deciding if the taste is worth settling with ?
or are they touching their feet along the surface
wishing they could swim alongside the fish?
is the congregation communicating
about a possible shift traverse ?
or are they just being peaceful
lazily waiting for the intense heat to disperse?
i wonder if the instinct of the dragonfly's mind
is as complex as that of me or her
and i can't help but wonder
if the connection between them is instinctively defer
or truly something so much more vibrant
and containing so much more complexion
than the simple motion i take to move us
using a complex set of systems controlled by minds election .
but difficult to explain why
is that a feeling
felt by these dragonfly's ?
is instinct part of me or us
like the instincts of the creatures ?
or is it more than that?
is it beyond measures?
if these tiny swift creatures understood love
would their intents be the same ?
or would they be confused on who they are or what they are for
similar to the thoughts that make us insane?
or would they still follow their instincts
but treat the other as a muse ?
there's just something fascinating about these dragonfly's
that have me captivated and amused.
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