In Streams
this stream
across the street
runs deep
like my passion
towards you
i watch
as it flows
downstream
brushing
the edges
of banks
tenderly
like hands
exploring
the unknown
i get lost
in the current
the same way
i'd get lost
in your eyes
as you gazed
into mine
inquisitively
this stream
from my eyes
runs deep
perhaps
with the same depth
as the creek
across the street
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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