Water-atKe
A poem for a young woman and her unknown wonders

Golden, as gold is she though she knows not. Her sapphire eyes are as the sea endless and breathe taking pulling you deep into a vast and powerful intellect. As she enters absolute silence washes gently over the room as tribute to true beauty in motion. She draws closer, I feel my cool intellect being torn and scattered. Shaken by the oceans presence my recently simplified mind turns to mush and more animalistic waters begin to stir…..protect, honor, and cherish always and forever