i am the Lake
with depths uncharted
and unexplored.
i am the turbulent River.
i am the gentle Brook
that runs alongside the meadow
beneath the sycamore tree.
i am the Rain in the clouds.
I am the Water.
You are the Sea.
i run through your hands,
i run back to you,
always.
We are a cycle.
We are a rhythm
endless
changing
perpetual
form is meaningless.
Love is the water.
Water is everything.
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