If you hear people from my past speak of me.
Keep in mind they are speaking of a person
they don’t even know any more.
Come, my love…
walk out in the river with me on waters
still and soft beneath our souls
and slightly giving underneath our feet
the surface dips and we will sink
but never past our ankles, just deep
enough to get our hearts wet, soaked
in mysteries of our journey-dance
and underneath the Moon-Glow Glance
and we will carry our essence there
into the river deep and swift
and we upon the surface light
and walking in this river night
upturn your cup! pour you out quick!
and I will do the same with you
and mingle…waters, breath, life
time, no time…mingle, ever mingle
oh love, my love
walk out in the river with me on waters
still and soft beneath our souls
and slightly giving underneath our feet
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