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
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015
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