By Nikki Quismondo
I happen to stumble upon
an unforeseen obstacle.... myself
like the butterfly that upholds itself against the wind,
I seen it in your face and others
like a phantom calling in the whispers of water reflections
and something dying inside..
I know best, the waters flow for us to draw upon...
I drew from you,
and we sat upon the waters edge
and spilled ourselves into each other
refreshed in each essence, we grew to love
ourselves outside ourselves,
and our silly imperfections,
are what brought me back to whom I used to know....myself
like rock and water mingling
it lasts a lifetime.
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