Sadness, she drip drops
On to the ledge I stand on
She runs off uninhibited,
Not even a flicker of embarrassment at the nakedness she wears,
Bright and brazenly
Oh my tongue, how it salivates
At the nakedness of her freedom
And I reach closer
To try to catch just one of her drops
But it’s a race I’ve not prepared for
She outruns me every time
No matter how quickly I catch her drops,
I’m still stuck behind the rock I crouch behind
And the ledge where freedom beckons me
I want her to quench the thirst that sits inside, rock-hard
But she is unforgiving,
Lapping up all my amber prayers
Without a second to rethink my offering
And I just clutch a single flame
Between the palms of my hands
Its amber -coloured self so mesmerizing
As it blackens my flesh
A last ditch homage to you,
Who I want so much
To just notice me
So my sacrifice for you
Would be worth the space I take up
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