Heat & Visions

A waterfall of foot falls runs she toward,
Cascades of hair bounce drenched with sweetest scents,
She laughs soft little waves &
Pours blood in, out of a heaving heart,
Hot surges flood cheeks & those... lips,
Slow blinks splash from heavy lids,
Torrent of silent screaming comprehension comes,
This fleeting refreshment is tidal &
A moment's effervecence will, as must,
Dissapate, evaporate,
Stain rings at high water,
Leaving memories awash with prayers for rain.

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