drop by drop
with
time
persistance
you can sculpt a world
drop by drop
Our bodies are mostly water
and my head is swimming as I lie.
Consciousness swirling in eddies,
I’m drowning in myself.
.
Water rushing,
whispering journey,
rippling over rocks
hurrying yearning
for shimmering
ocean.
.
(This water colour painting is half of a pair by Valerie Rogers)
Your rose velvet tongue
washes with water, cool and clear
You stretch and strain as if to gather
rain drops-
but stop!
Listen!
as you lick those glistening lips,
Your kisses become unwelcome, quick!
We stand disgusted and agog:
Don’t drink
from the toilet,
dog!