FALLING

When we make love

I am a pond,

Whose waters have carved

Their way into raw valleys

And you,

You are a stone

Thrown by a mischievous child

Into my waters.

Rippling raw emotions through me.

I feel you in me

Falling into my depths.

T.A.Chamot

FALLING

tachamot

Effort, United States

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