Two places connected together,
Poetry formed the bridge,
The mutual interest and mood setter,
A connection between two ridge.

I fell at your feet and formed a stepping stone,
In hopes that it was a foundation to love,
But now as i aimlessly wonder into my mind alone,
I realised separately we coloured the sky like a dove.

A waterfall connects the lake to the ocean,
As water flows and drowns anything in its way,
A torrential destruction known as emotion,
Has left me paralysed with nothing to say.