I’m desperate and wanting. Waiting and thinking. Dipping and fetching. Hungry and thirsting. Yet, it’s not my first time. I’ve gone full circle. And I’m still searching. Man: Woman, you are thirsty! Your are wilted and dry inside. Woman: You need not say it. For I can feel it and you can see it. I have been here, waiting for you to give me water that I may not thirst again. Man: Not only do I see it, but I feel it, too. But we have been here before. Then, I gave

Her hair flows down her back like a waterfall, it kisses her hips aggressively like how water hits rock, how rain slaps pavement and out of her belly flows rivers of possibilities. the possibility of beauty, of admiration and even though she feels like she’s hit rock bottom, out of her flows the possibility of perfection. #perfection #river #imagery #water #poetry #poem