I am water. And you a salt. You see me clear and crystal, flowing and deep. You dissolve yourself in me. I flow on, with you, indistinguishable, but for a slight haze and the weight you bear me. But I remain untethered; the day is inevitable that I distill myself from you, you, a granular residue, clear, crystal. Stationary. I float away to join the clouds, but never clearer, never lighter, my essence untarnished.