I am water, you are the stone flung out from the valcano of life tossed to the side. I shower you with my cool water tempering your anger cooling you to the touch. but still your edges are rough not easy to hold. so I wash over you my sweet waters slowly rolling you down with time your edges become smooth from the long journey down the mountain no longer hot ridged and without a face. smooth like glass cool to the touch your beauty exposed for the world to see. one day plucked from the pool of many to be one persons treasure... I am water
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Aug 26, 2014