Something More

Reaching, 

Always reaching 

Glass of crisp still water

Transparent 

As the sun kisses 

Sweat beads roll onto naked fingers

Slow envelopment

Caressing

Tears

Setting it down

With time 

Lukewarm 

As Light finds a home

Refracting prisms of color to the floor 

Slight finger mist lingers 

As cloudy 

As her heart 

Searching for

Deep velvet’s embrace

Instead. 

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