Thursday, May 30, 2019

A Ripple

Much as a still body of water,
when a trifling breeze comes up,
feels a ripple start across the pond
searching for the consummation
of the far shore, I want that ripple effect,
where he touches me and the ripple runs
through me to my far shores

©2018

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