Water

water poem natureWater

Water, can you hear it? Gleaming eyes

The waterfall leaving a chasm in your heart

Fill my inky heart, with your soft trickling twilight

Smothering my fiery flamed hear, with your prismatic stance

Fissuring my chintzy taste buds, baptising my tongue

Whirlpool of deliberate destruction

Clear as day, opaque as the rocks under the sun

Fake as the reflection you see, of radiant stars

Is she flowing too, or will she flow through the fall line?

The power of volition, will she be unwavering?

Aqua in her purest, little stain of blood

Big stain of blood, responsive to change

I can sometimes feel your heat but not see it

But will my life flow like water, or will heart fissure

Conductive to life, peevish downfall

But she is non organic, because water does not decay

 

 

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