Everything I Love
Everything I love turns to water,
I've tried to hold it in my hand,
but it trickles through my fingers, just like water
All I've ever wanted turned to water
I've drown in what I thought was just a dream
I cannot breathe, I'm under water.
All I ever thirsted for is water
but it's a babbling brook I cannot understand
I cackles as it courses through my fingers
I'm left with just a dampness on my hand
Everything reflects upon the water
everything's an image in this pool
to reach for such an image is your folly
the idol becomes a ripple, and you a fool
it's only water
Copyright © Richard Michael | Year Posted 2015
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