Kissing the Water As It Flows

kissing the water as it flows perhaps they are my tears discovering pathways to woe whatever it is, it is not the same without you bewildered and disheveled, i let myself go completely i remember when all balances were equal i recall a time when all weights heavy were enlightened by the light now you are but a memory i am stuck with till carpal tunnel sinful as it is, i must admit that it does make the day go faster being bullied by the strong, merciless wind as it blows