My love is the surface of a pond, my love,
I miss seeing your reflection
In the stillness of this liquid mirror.
All you offer is a hand stirring static waters. 

You’re like the rain that never falls
It’s an arid land when you condense elsewhere
Where once you were my lifeline
And I embraced you with evergreen banks
When you fell in mighty torrents. 

My cries are vapour evaporating into the air
Leaving my eyes a dry dusty water hole,
In the estuary, we’ll meet one day
I know before this pond becomes a puddle.

 And my love from high, grasp my fingers
And feel the coolness of my skin
Tingle with delight while heart sparkles with light
Kiss            
        me,

               kiss                                    

                      me,                                                

                            once      

                                     before  

                                                you