Spreading in the air

Like a toxic drug

Dripping with intensity

Soaking in the tub

Lathered with bubbles

Popping one by one

Drifting softly in the air

Wandering without a care

Water gliding smoothly

Rippling with quiet vibrations

Almost like humming

A silent and tranquil melody

Ringing of blissful days

And a constant heat haze

Growing uncomfortable

A bead of sweat trailing

Down a caramel cliff

Of tears and labor

Polished by strength

Carved by courage

And a determination

That never wavers.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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