Sonnet 4 ~ Water
To view you as though a river flowing
A tinkling creek singing its pure call
So true, it cleanses all impurities
Oh those who bathe in its watery falls
But so much more, you are the lands around
Quenching the thirst of a drought too long felt
You are the rain that soaked the dried out grounds
Relieving the cough from a weary soul’s throat
It seem to over flow, drowning the place
Too long away, there is naught but water
Time trying to fade out your loving grace
Despite how we long to be together
But, Time shall never pull quite hard enough
For through all of this, we are still in love
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