Flowing water,
rise and fall
Take my heart, take it all
Ride out ripples, falls and quacks
Still I coalesce
Still I remain
hit refresh
taste my mountain spring, taste my freshly melted snow
You grow cold
You had me cupped in your palms, eager to fall down your esophagus
I didn’t need the river,
but you couldn’t swallow the impurities
You spin open-mouthed like a child
Catching raindrops of what could be
I’m rushing out to sea
over your rough stones, over your algae walls
Escaping circular currents and stagnant pools
I would have been anything for you
Would have changed my molecules
You think you’re free out in the changing air
Low pressure
But you caged your heart
Grounding your wings
leaving prints upstream
I’ll make a wish for you
on the reflection
in the dark, open water
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