If tears may flow from the pores I see through,
Then in me must be water like seas blue.
Hence, I'll use those pores for nought save to see
So to raise my potential energy
...
Friend of my childhood, return.
Let us be as we once were.
May friendship's cinders burn
Again; dear, please do concur.
...
I Am A Dam
If tears may flow from the pores I see through,
Then in me must be water like seas blue.
Hence, I'll use those pores for nought save to see
So to raise my potential energy
I know there are times when those pores may leak
But not for long if I must reach my peak.
So when the trying times and pain do come
I must remember that I am a dam