THE US IN ME
It looked shallow But he still wallowed Not knowing Sinking isn’t drinking Neither is filled, any satisfying The bank of the river always looks Sandy But each particle of sand is Shaped differently When the sea waves move the water to Cover your feet The feeling is different Depending on your state of mind First, it was your eyes And the beauty that lies In them But now, it's more than that The whispers of the night The morning adornments The sparks in your voice when you speak of me And what is mine The blossoming of what could be The strides of your heart The crosses of mine And the intersecting threads Now, I realize my folly Of folding upfront Now, I unfold Spreading to the ends of the world What could amaze it