we are fountains
splashing helplessly
surrender ourself to this longing lands

leaping highjust a second beforewe fall

fall as soundless
as voices flow
into each other’s path
beneath our secret tides
while rainbows snared
into our sands of water

listen, voices of these quiet fountains
voices of melting reflections
voices of our depths

it’s like a minstrall’s song
exhausted by faraway quest for a kind of redemptions,
when a crescent lurks
upon our restless skins

we are fountainsas water by its lightnes
shave splendoured over us
so flowing are we into each other’s soul


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