12 (you like a rivulet)

YOU, LIKE A rivulet swift and sinuous, laugh and dance, and your steps sing as you trip along.

        I, like a bank rugged and steep, stand speechless and stock-still and darkly gaze at you.

 

I, like a big, foolish storm, of a sudden come rushing on and try to rend my being and scatter it parcelled in a whirl of passion.

        You, like the lightning's flash slender and keen, pierce the heart of the turbulent darkness, to disappear in a vivid streak of laughter.

 

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