I'm growing quite used to having this poem-style named.
Water flows through all our lives,
rushing through mountain streams,
gushing from faucets,
pounding through veins,
being poured
into
cups.
It all
becomes one
whether within
or atop our skin
and bodies, we need it
to cleanse, hydrate, inspire.
(Prompt by me)
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Water flows through all our lives,
rushing through mountain streams,
gushing from faucets,
pounding through veins,
being poured
into
cups.
It all
becomes one
whether within
or atop our skin
and bodies, we need it
to cleanse, hydrate, inspire.
(Prompt by me)
Photo source
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