Water
You are a well in the desert
And I am a drop of water.
I fall into you, after
These parched years.
A weakened husk
With dust on my cheek.
I wandered away from love
When it neglected me.
Its embrace as dry as bone dust;
Its speech a thin and hollow sound.
When people look at me and say,
A fallen woman
Who left her toiling husband.
I ask them,
Can you blame the river
For seeking out the ocean?
I am a drop of water,
And into you I fall.
Into you, I thirst.
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