You flow thru my dreams
like raging waters,
furiously cascading down...
down...
d
o
w
n
intricately weaving paths
between mossy rocks.
Taking with you tiny
sediments of me,
leaving your moisture behind
to refresh my senses.
While you are on your journey
and I am on mine
alone,
yet together...
headed toward,
the same entity,
rippling in pools
of passion.
Tapping something
deep within me,
sustaining my heart
thru torrent waters.
Although this water quenches
my thirst, refreshing my spirit...
still my fire keeps raging on.
Let me drink from your never
ending spring...
never wasting a drop
of your love.
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