**Heard the song in my group..forgot all about it..but it rained today..and i was just on another level..been think bout this song since...10am this morning...***
I cant take another step without her...
Taking gulps of her down like she is the last drop on this earth..
Flowing and moving through all elements of this world..
Engulfing me like she is whirlpool of essence...
Streams of her words flow downstream..
While i am forced upstream to get to her spring of life...
The simplest of tears ...trickle down..
Salt of the earth...drip drop into my mouth..
Satisfying my buds that lack her ..when i go days without drinkin..
Course unknown but always slipping between my fingers..
All over me..i stand out in the rain..
Hands out...
Head back...
Arms stretched out...
Taking every drop of her onto my face..
Down my being of me..
Bottled up i could keep her...
But that would keep all of her ..caged up..
I release her over my face...
Balled up in the shower...letting her run down my back...
Across my broad shoulders...
Unable to stand...slipping off her sentences..
Stumbling in her metaphors..
Drowning with her allegorical mind ...
She keeps only the smallest of H2O...
To reserve..when i am at my lowest...
While the rest has gone all to me...and over me..
And into me..
She devotes all of her ...for me...
Complete saturation...
Sopping her up...one lick at a time..
Her sudden sogginess dealt me a wash of a life time..
No lake, ocean, river or water part can come close to her..
Washing me clean every night..
With her fresh and salty touches...
Off my lips...
Over my eyes...
Down my nose and mouth..
Into my lungs...filling them up...
Fixation occurs...and still i breathe..
Taking her in...and through my veins..
I become more than 80% water...
She and i ...meld into a single being..
And i...
Become as her..
Just like water..
"Bottled up i could keep her...
But that would keep all of her ..caged up..
I release her over my face...
Balled up in the shower...letting her run down my back...
Across my broad shoulders...
Unable to stand...slipping off her sentences..
Stumbling in her metaphors..
Drowning with her allegorical mind ..." not often a man appreciates this depth of a woman. The time and thought put into this piece surely says alot about u not only as a poet but as a man .... thank you for allowin... [+]more
"Bottled up i could keep her...
But that would keep all of her ..caged up..
I release her over my face...
Balled up in the shower...letting her run down my back...
Across my broad shoulders...
Unable to stand...slipping off her sentences..
Stumbling in her metaphors..
Drowning with her allegorical mind ..." not often a man appreciates this depth of a woman. The time and thought put into this piece surely says alot about u not only as a poet but as a man .... thank you for allowing me this walk in your mind
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The concept of the 'her' in this being represented as water.. so well done! Water does have the quality, of being not only a necessity but something that surrounds us in some form, everyday. Cleansing, soothing.. and you've captured all that and interpreted it to convey emotion.. to convey feeling, in a precise manner. Nicely done, Slim!