Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]

Thirst

(The rain)

I heard it sound and clear,
Like a proclamation of Hallelujah,
A description of demeanor.
When you said the words
You were leaving me.
Your hands on mine felt like magic.
Our love; poetry to my soul.
But now, it's just words.
This is nothing new to me,
I was born with this curse.
Left to wander the earth in search of poetry.
I was born this way,
A gift given, at cost of something;
Talent for thirst.
A trade by Bater,
I didn't bargain for.
But I've learnt how to live with this price,
So I'll be fine my goddess.
This is where we part ways;
At the end of a waterfall.