Ripples Turn To Waves
Ripples rose on the rhapsody of rolling water,
the dance of the dulcet ardor performed
in the lonesome sapphire lake
I carved in the oasis of my desolate heart,
where you came flying on wings of desert storm,
blowing the sands of my denuded dunes away.
The placid lake lost all the barriers of time,
and the water gushed out in emotive surge,
the ripples turned into waves in my heart.
July 30, 2020
Contest : Strand Completely New (15)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
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