Water
I’m water flowing back in time
The past is everything you know about me
My purity reflected on their facial features
Only strangers meet me in the future
In the flow of tears at heartbreak
In the perspiration of gruelling muscle ache
Into the tingle of a blissful splash
And the scintillating hair-raising rush
Airborne just above a timed collapse
When all you thought about me has elapsed
Losing shape in all the directions I disconnect
And where the constant flow once more recollects
Copyright © Thabang Ngoma | Year Posted 2016
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