Ocean Fountain
The stone fountain cries a river of sparkling water,
The bright sun shines upon the cold stone.
I walk to the edge
The soft wind blowing through my hair
She reaches in her pocket and pulls out a coin
She closes her eyes, and turns around
I clear my mind of all thoughts
And take one last glance at the world before me
She throws the coin in the air,
Watches it slam against the crystal water,
Watches it sink down to the bottom
I jump.
I fall through the ocean breeze
Only for my soul to leave my body
Before my body hits the rocks.
Copyright © Natasha Pickard | Year Posted 2013
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