Never in my Space
You became a fish
When the river went dry
Leaving the banks fluffing
Daises bruised
As the blaze
Danced all over the gazed
However like Mount Kilimanjaro
I kept standing still

Never in my space
Ever dreamt emptiness
Always coziness of presence
Pampering was indigent to wholeness
Honey words
Kept my tongue talking sweet
Even when bitterness knocked me down
But today all is eroded
By the dryness of the river
The river that left my banks dead
And daises fluffed