Bianca Black
Sep 7, 2018 · 1 min read

Waterfall

The wandering walk

Eyes rush on beyond feet

Tracing the curves, feasting on lines

Of destruction

Wonder at the angry tears

Light is tipping, touching

Varnish the fury, glance back, stare then

Flow

Refract

Thundering touch, and a sensual slap to the skin

Lashes gasp, pupils in siege

The glorious fury

Baptised in awe

Bianca Black

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The thoughts of a loveress of language. Instagram @ biancablack.poems Melbourne, Australia