I am the water of us:
moved around to keep you dry and stable.
Naturally following your darkest caverns;
the occult roadways to your heart.
Lately,
you have been the sun;
distant and at times overbearing.
Evaporate me.
Encircle me.
Most of all reflect me.
Comments
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great metaphores here. I love the flexibile notion of the water exploring all regions naturally.
The last three lines are raw and powerful, i like that in a poem, gives a sense of true desire.
Great write, definitly worth the wait. Hopefully you'll manage to withstand the heat
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