My Body of Water
My eyes are deep pools, blue, whose waters obscure things hidden in the abyss below the surface
My mind is like a rolling river, separating into its divergent streams of consciousness
My lips are like fountains of my thought, pressure to control the flow
My blood is a current flowing from within, spreading its encouragement and persistence, like silt
My heart holds hope that is blue as waters that erase the past in the sand
Drink me in or Sip me, I am of the Sweetest Libation
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