Rocks
Water cascades over the rocks and gladly sends my thoughts
Silently the water flows downstream and gathers speed
Your memory fades as does the water
My heart bleeds as it tumbles over the jagged rocks
Your kiss lingers and is snagged by the fallen tree
Lips mangled, torn and I swim one last time
I am the hero as I glide towards your waiting lips
But I tire quickly and I fight the urge to quit
Your voice fades and the water
Keeps pushing me but the urge moves me
Those lips quiver as the tree releases
And I swim toward the bank and I watch you slip over the smooth rocks
Around the bend and I glance once more
But all is quiet but the trickling
Copyright © Patrick Cornwall | Year Posted 2013
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