As I travel through with the currants call, I begin to slow down in time and gaze upon your watery ingress. Your shimmering curves are cascading over the modest inlets. The wariness of rapid development, timeless beauty will always be here- Here to call my name. Your watery eyes inflame my bones with a moonlit gleam. I'm in awe of your curves, so defined with a sleeve of warmth and myth. Your mossy trails leave me breathless, it's a task to remember my life when I'm behind the draping waterfall. Your words are the anthem of my world. So silent yet so reviving.
