The Flow

Who turned the taps off so tight? Let’s dance through the evening Embrace through the night. Sip from the fountain, cool morning sun on our faces, blinking, so bright. Laughing, racing drinking it in. Follow the traces. Cutting a dash, careless delight Swish panache, beautiful, Flashing white with delicate graces and quick as a flash – On with the chases! Skip with me through the lane. Sipping tea in the teashop First drop on the window Sheltering from the rain. Strawberries and cream, Endless chatter Rivulets race down the pain. Drinking heady our lyrical patter. Whispering secrets, only we know, No matter. Steady flow. Little green leaves unfold. Take my hand and run with me. Float through the fields To hide in the wood, breathless streams of consciousness. Clothing our bodies in ferny fronds, setting our passions free. Resealing the bonds Stealing moments, understood. Increasing circles; continuously respond. Ready together, releasing the links, freeing the chain; safely under the pillow. We meet in our dreams, Hand stitching the seams, our silken bodies, supple as willow. Drifting vessels remain. Look through each trickle and drop, Little liquid beads Never stop. Fulfilling our needs. Don’t turn the tap off too tight, it starves the soul from inside. We cannot tell when We might hitch a ride on this positivity Take charge of the fight and stay with me. Recognize the gravity. Come close, hold me tonight. Restless hearts, we will be, until then.