Ones who love
Like water on a summer’s day, the sparkle of a thousand suns dance in all of me. Cup me in your hands and watch me trickle through your fingers. I’ll return to the vast pool whence I came and you’ll remember the twinkle on your palms, the touch of my kiss and the way I made you feel. I won’t stay, but I’ll never leave; I’m not yours, but I’m always with you.