Trickle from
Aquarium
Dancing waters
Unfolding play
Gentle autumn
Growing dark
Push inside
Heavy heart
“Whisper to me!”
Softly speaks the wind
Passing full red lips
Holding hidden
In seductive part
Rhythmic pulse
Constricting press
Hearts heavy with desire
Longing for
Touching words
Caress
Soft gentle subtle
Calling for the
Trickle from
Aquarium
Dancing waters
Unfolding play
Of life
Coffee machine
Slowly stirs
Bellows rhythmic
In the bittersweet
Mind reflects
New Worlds built
On ruins of old
Yet there are too many ghosts
In the morning mist
Of
Mythologized past
Glorious
Elevated to heights
Of heaven
While lived
In depths of hell
Collision with
Mythologized present
In the
Trickle from
Aquarium
Dancing waters
Unfolding play
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