As the water plummets from the rocks above
washing away the loneliness,
making our own rainbow
from the ray of light we make as one.
Helping each other treadwater across
that ocean till we reach shore,
stepping on the sand of a new beginning
leaving the tribulation behind.
Having you touch my garden of eden,
planting your seed
as I water it with my
my own honeyed flux nectar.
Immersing in our own cascade
letting go of the euphoria
that once was, to embracing
the passion of what is now.


























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