Droplets flying.
Beautiful but untouchable.
They burst before you can touch them.
Blues and greens.
A world of mirrors.
Cold and beautiful.
Waterfalls splashing.
Into droplets of icy water.
Rippling around.
clear pictures of water.
Beaten down by droplets of icy rain.
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The Lone Cat
Jun 29, 2021
I love the imagery in this poem!