Words flowed from her lips
like water in a stream
With a never ending purpose
of one direction
Crystal blue and sweet to the taste
distracting me with a rhythmic shimmer
I have never known thirst like that before
as I drank from the banks of her deception....
R.A. Ries (c) 2017
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 12:19 AM UTC
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