Cool Water
Cool Water
It’s been so long since I’ve had that water
The soft rain of you restored every withered part of me
And my blood still burns
Recalling your touch…like gentle showers
In the dark I can see your face
Summoning each familiar detail
Brings my heart to a state of grace
It knows so rarely now
Like sepia dust kicked up by an old car on a dirt road
The tendrils of my memories fade to nothingness
As if they never existed, and settle once more
Waiting for the cool water to drench me
Copyright © Tess Norton | Year Posted 2014
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