the creek

i have taken sight of her in all of her forms every corner and curve and i have never seen anything so implicitly beautiful in my entire existence i have seen her with outstretched arms receive the drizzling tears the rain bleeds out on a sunday morning i have seen her body draped across the horizon basking in the warmth of the unforgiving april sun i have seen her blush at the sight of rosy pink skies cascading on her cheeks i have heard her sing when the zephyrs brush the strings of her eyelids. the first time and all the times after, this encounter, i will tuck it safely in the pockets of my memory until death calls for my last breath.

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