Friday, August 10, 2012

Liquid Thrill

I let the water heal me
the way it always seems to do
Each tiny droplet breaking in splendor
If magic existed
it would be found in rain
A little mesage from above
that things are bigger than just myself
I walk the earth barefoot
the water twisting my hair to curls
It is welcome and intimate
rolling off my lips and cheeks
creeping down my neck
Deeply I breath it in
let it sing wispered secrets in my ears
reaching out as it slowly stops
leaving everything
wet, tranquil and humming

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