Do not turn me
into
restless waters

if you cannot promise
to be my stream.

my love
for you
will always be
like a mountain stream.

quiet.
persistent.
continuous.

tell me
of something fiercer
than the love with which
i gaze upon you

of something softer
than the tenderness
with which i hold you.

fierce lovers.
and battle warriors

both come
from the same place.

there is bound
to be,
some bloodshed.

tread carefully
into my life, my dear.

the currents
are strong.

you will get lost
in this
warm ocean
of my skin.

The world is thinning
and the earth...it's still spinning

my world is thinning
and it’s all because
of one person I’m missing.