Water,

In one’s gaze, water lies,

At your feet, it quietly abides.

Water splashes, hands embrace the wet,

Untouchable, yet no regret.

Lifted, it floats on the water’s face,

Hidden below, in a secret embrace.

You may say “it” or choose “they,”

Soft or harsh,

in their play.

Water melts at every crossroad found,

A clever, playful breath, Bearing the weight,

taking up the slack,

In water, let me dissolve,

never look back.