To guide
The quietness
Among silvery waters,
Of lily to padded stream.

To radiant skin
Where breast and feeble arms
Sustain and caress
A weakness away
Towards the cliffs where falls
Descend with wildness.

Churning softness
Of a heart
That leaves graves empty
Of simple song.

Charm the vessel,
Of veins where rivers reside,
Towards a heart
Where beauty yet hides.

We look
With faces, that speak
Temptation to fascination,
On towards the crippling waves.

Limping of heart,
Watered of your grief.